Written by a man who has all the experience and lived the life to tell this tale of murder and mayhem. In a tale set in modern day Stratford in East London, (not a stone’s throw away from the trendy Olympic Park area) Albert Oxford and his neighbours (and drinking buddies) resolve to take on the gang crime in their little bit of the east end. These are four men of retirement age, plodding along in the day to day, suddenly re-energised into action by revenge. The story broadens to enquiries investigations by the murder squad and then to the Costa Blanca where life deals another duff hand (but not the final one to Albert). The author knows the ins and outs of the police investigation because he was a Murder Squad Detective in North East London. After 30 years service he then became a black cab driver, another aspect he mentions in the book. For that reason, I know this book is authentic and that he writes from what he knows. This book gets it right. I love police procedurals and my wife will tell you that I hate it when people who have never been in The Job get it wrong.