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An ordinary Monday. at an ordinary bank, in an ordinary town. There was no way of knowing what was about to happen.

Afterwards . . .

The first thing Martha thinks about is having a drink. There are six reasons why she shouldn’t; she wrote them down over a year ago. Two of the reasons are the same. A name. She didn’t think she’d ever see him again.

Roman, a fourteen year old Polish immigrant, is on the run. From the police. From Jimmy and his gang. He understands now, what it means to be caught between a rock and a hard place.

Tobias, old and alone, lies in a hospital bed in Dublin where the memories of Dresden are insistent visitors.

And for Cillian, the detective investigating the robbery, the past is like a current, pulling him back, reminding him of all he’d had. All he’d lost.

Each of the four is running from the moments that brought them here. To a place where the past cannot be undone and the future cannot be known.

A place called now.

Reviews

A brilliant and brutal novel that continues to unsettle long after the final page has been turned
Irish Independent