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The Man Who Sold the World

The Man Who Sold the World

Comedy
James London is having a weird week. One minute, he's dodging London traffic like a caffeinated squirrel, and the next, he's knee-deep in Istanbul's rubble, where a rogue chemistry experiment has gone disastrously right, turning the city into a tourist-free zone. Not that this is a first for him—saving the world is just another bullet point on his CV.

Enter D&D aficionado, Zee, a teenager (maybe) with a knack for shortcuts and a dad who thinks Ambrosia is more than just custard. Together, they're on a mission to stop a Turkish mobster in a gold lamé tracksuit from turning copper into gold and the global economy into a grim joke. Oh, and there's the small matter of immortality on the line, because why not?

Meanwhile, Detective Louise Sargant wants to solve a straightforward case of a shattered mirror on the Southbank. Instead, she's stuck dealing with colleagues who think her last name is the punchline to every joke, and she suspects beloved chef Nigella Lawson might be in danger.

Packed with more twists than a politician's promises and enough irreverent humour to make you snort your coffee, "The Man Who Sold the World" is James London's third outing and a wild ride through secret shortcuts, interdimensional mayhem, and one detective's quest to avoid going completely bonkers. Perfect for fans of madcap adventures, this novel will have you questioning everything you thought you knew about alchemy, ancient myths, and the Turkish mafia.

Published: May 22, 2018

Pages: 226

ISBN: 9781981046461

About the Author

Iain Benson
I'm a fifty-something UK-based author who writes different flavours of thrillers, from comedy to sci-fi and every blend in between (think of me like the syrups for your chai latte). I got into writing when the other alternatives for a midlife crisis looked too expensive. Little did I know. After being told by an agent they thought I had only one book in me, my stubborn streak is now into the twenties, rapidly heading towards thirty.