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‘Cynical, dry, and as sharp as a skewer. A wicked, twisty read’ Mick Herron
William Hoffer – handsome, refined, a little cold perhaps – is an established figure in London society.
But Hoffer has secrets. He is vague about his Midwestern origins. The counsel he offers a Russian billionaire may extend to murkier topics than art investments. Then there is his Kensington flat, which is only rented, and the broader question of his money, which is running out.
When a ghost from his past in Mexico surfaces, Hoffer is forced to revive brutal instincts for self-preservation . . .
Hoffer is an amoral thriller of intelligence, wit and style, and a coruscating commentary on the world we live in now.
William Hoffer – handsome, refined, a little cold perhaps – is an established figure in London society.
But Hoffer has secrets. He is vague about his Midwestern origins. The counsel he offers a Russian billionaire may extend to murkier topics than art investments. Then there is his Kensington flat, which is only rented, and the broader question of his money, which is running out.
When a ghost from his past in Mexico surfaces, Hoffer is forced to revive brutal instincts for self-preservation . . .
Hoffer is an amoral thriller of intelligence, wit and style, and a coruscating commentary on the world we live in now.
Reviews
An intricately plotted novel of international intrigue that reads like a wickedly inspired collaboration by the young Evelyn Waugh, Patricia Highsmith, and Martin Amis. His prose glitters like a dagger, propelling us through a maze of deceptions and unexpected revelations
Glencross is blisteringly gifted - funny and brilliant - and tells a great, gripping story about the beautiful monsters of the London super-elite
Cynical, dry, and sharp as a skewer. A wicked, twisty read
Perfectly constructed and elegantly written, this is a superior thriller
Hoffer is both excellent and original, and captures the morally dubious world of the international rich with panache, humour and some beautiful prose
Hoffer, born in Ohio but repurposed as a raffish, art-fancying scrounger, is by Graham Greene out of Patricia Highsmith . . . the novel packs a considerable punch
Impeccably plotted
A likeable capriccio, stuffed with epigrams, the plot Wodehousian
Wonderfully entertaining
Detailed insights into the lifestyles of London's excessively rich . . . meticulous portrayal of Hoffer's circle, its convoluted codes and catty manners
