A son shouldn't have to hunt down his mother's murderous lover.Abruptly pulled out of a war zone to deal with problems back home, Devlin travels to faraway Cape Town to find his missing mother.But is he already too late?Armed only with an address and aided by his sassy cyber-savvy sister and two ageing strangers, Devlin is soon unravelling a web of crime and perversion in a country where bullets are cheap and life is cheaper.As the body-count rises, Devlin realises his enemy is better-connected, better-resourced and well-hidden; he has to rely on luck, skill and rat-cunning to stay alive.In a story seemingly plucked from the headlines, Devlin and Clarissa take on a network of evil with fingers in every dirty pie. And when it comes, payback's a bitch! About SteveBeing born in Libya is a bit of a conversation-stopper. So is having lived in Yemen. Currently home is in Melbourne, Australia, where I'm a volunteer fire-fighter and National Emergency Medal recipient.I spent lots of time as a car and motorcycle journalist, picking up a couple of awards and getting to ride and drive some fabulous machinery in fantastic places.I've worked on three continents in places like mines, nuclear power stations, banks, the military, newspapers, magazines, the web, radio and TV – where I was only allowed to appear as a voice.A bit of racing on two and four wheels included one international win, many crashes and lots of injuries including three broken necks, so in the obvious absence of any talent, I've temporarily retired. For years my racing licence had a picture of Desmo the family dog and annoyingly, no-one noticed, so perhaps owners do look like our pets after all.In defiance of Apartheid laws and Death Threats in South Africa in the early 1980s, my life-partner Liz and I started the world's largest motorcycle charity event, The Toy Run. By its 35th anniversary, over three million people had directly benefitted from the Toy Run, but like Spike Milligan, I expect a knighthood is unlikely.In 2017, we rode our motorcycles 40,000km – roughly the distance around the world – through 16 countries on four continents, and from sea level to over five kilometres up. We laughed every day, got cold and wet, hot and muddy, crashed a few times, met beautiful people and saw wonderous things along the way.We dive when it's hot, ski when it's not and sometimes I fly a Jabiru, an aircraft about the size of a shopping trolley.See www.stevekealy.com for more about what I write, have written and will soon write!
