Strangers Are Just Friends You Haven't Killed Yet

"You don't get into this game if you have any appreciation for morality, believe me"

Some kind words by other authors...

"Not your typical thriller by any stretch of the imagination." - Keith Nixon, author of 'The Fix'

"His enthusiasm, insightful characterisation and understanding of what motivates flawed people drives his story forward with force and pulls you into his world. And what a world it is." - Mark Wilson, author of 'Bobby's Boy' and 'Naebody's Hero'

"Reading this book was like watching a flake of snow, slowly rolling down a hillside. Before you realize what is happening it bets bigger and bigger until it slams you in the chest. You are carried along by the weight and brilliance of it, gladly allowing it to carry you off into oblivion." - Craig Furchtenicht, author of 'Dimebag Bandits'

"Incredibly funny and bitter and in places sad. Bracha is a genuinely talented writer..." - Martin Stanley, author of 'The Gamblers' and 'The Hunters'

Here's the blurb...

What do you get if you cross a French sex addict hitman, a self righteous left wing blogger with a spam problem, a racist bar room regular and his penchant for porn, an American gangster with a lot of reflecting to do, a small time journalist who dreams of the big time, a weak-willed loner with a Victorian lion hunter alter-ego, a flamboyant PR guru and his devilish plans, a very recently unemployed call centre drone, an old man with a hell of a grudge, and A LOT, of dead bodies? You get this.

The naked corpse of a young man is discovered with his throat sliced open on a cool autumn morning in a park in Sheffield, northern England. By an elderly dog-walker, as usual. He is the first of a rapidly increasing number of seemingly random killings in the city, all in that same way. This leads to a frenzy of media and public speculation, where everybody is a suspect, and everybody has an opinion. Daisy is pointing the finger at the media, rookie journalist David is dreaming of future awards for his coverage of the whole thing, and Terry blames the Asians.

What's actually happening is a far more sinister affair which threatens to spiral out of control. Across the city Tom, call centre outlaw, cast out for his lack of respect for faceless voices, is drinking and snorting himself into a collision course with some very very bad people indeed, how it will end, well that depends on how much of an outlaw Tom's prepared to be.

Strangers Are Just Friends You Haven't Killed Yet is a funny, satirical, sexy, and very violent tale of poverty, addiction, the fickle finger of fame, love and questionable mental health.

Next time you'll maybe want to look that gift horse in the mouth.

What Readers Say...

"In your face and uncompromising..."

"A brilliant debut..."

"This is powerful writing..."

"If you like Brookmyre at his most violent you will love this..."

"Make sure you have some spare time as you won't be able to put it down..."

"Funny, brutal with twists and turns a plenty..."

"Comes together well though and there is some lovely dark humour throughout..."

"I will definitely read more by this author..."

"A bastard offspring of Jack White, Irvine Welsh and Chuck Palahniuk..."

"A must read. Bracha produces a riveting story with earthy believable characters..."

"Enough little twists and turns to make the plot original, and hold your interest..."

"This is a gory mixture of humour, comic book violence and acute observation. I don't think I can compare it to anything else and I mean that as a compliment..."

"I thoroughly enjoyed this book. It was very dark and intentionally disturbing..."
"The use of gratuitous swearing actually offended my eyes..."

"Am about half way... And have given up..."

"It's a rare experience to read a book as original as this one..."

"A great read from a bold author..."