The thing is Nicky wasn't expecting a dead MP to turn up on his doorstep. Nor had he planned on the world and his wife having something to say about it.

Next thing he knows, Nicky's got to take the heat from the Old Bill, the warrant, the probation, and, more to the point, the missus ain't happy. And Nicky's supposed to be keeping clean at the moment - he can't afford not to. But the dirty trail of revenge being led by the dead MP's wife, and the rest of the ignorant toffs, combined with Mickey Cousins's lot - whose favourite sport is aggro - make it pretty hard to resist.