ROD COOKSON
THE LOST PROPERTY OFFICE
A novel of indecent ambitions
A French gangster wants to blow the doors off Raghu’s billion dollar crypto-exchange – and unless fixer JW gets a grip, their street war is turning into a global one.
JW runs a discreet recovery service from offices in St James’s Square. Birkin bags, priceless art, plans for nuclear enrichment plants – if someone stole it, he can usually get it back, especially if one of his gangs did the thieving in the first place.
Raghu, a crypto billionaire with more shady secrets than Al Capone and Lady Macbeth combined recently asked JW to retrieve an iPhone filled with photos that he doesn't want his wife to see. Now Raghu is back. A French gangster known as La Marseillaise has lopped off one of his fingers, eager to persuade him to freeze the accounts of eight Russian oligarchs. JW is drawn into a war stretching from Hoxton to Moscow. London streets soon run red and political certainties in the Kremlin crumble.
JW set out to fix a problem. Now he has to decide whether he is stopping a revolution – or starting one.
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The Lost Property Office reimagines the story of real 1720s crime boss Jonathan Wild in a near-future London where the ‘Bloody Code’ – which specified the death penalty for even the smallest of crimes – has returned. It's our past ... and maybe our future too.
