Over the many years that Inspector Brant has
been bringing his own patented brand of policing to the
streets of southeast London, the brilliant but tough cop
has made a few enemies. So when a crazed gunman, hired by
persons unknown, pumps a magazine full of bullets into
Brant in a local pub, leaving him in grasping at life (but
ornery as ever), his colleagues on the squad are left
wondering how to react.
Brant's old partner
Inspector Roberts, the man who may know him best, finds
himself wondering why someone didn't shoot the hateful
detective years ago. The answer, as they're all about to
find out, is quite simple: if you come after Brant you'd
damn well better kill him the first time-because if you
don't, you won't want to stick around to find out what
happens next.