Somewhere in the teeming heart of London is a man on a
lethal mission. His cause: a long-overdue lesson on the
importance of manners. When a man gives a public
tongue-lashing to a misbehaving child, or a parking lot
attendant is rude to a series of customers, the "Manners
Killer" makes sure that the next thing either sees is the
beginning of his own grisly end.
When he starts mailing letters to the Southeast London
police squad, he'll soon find out just how bad a man's
manners can get. The Southeast is dominated by the perpetual
sneer of one Inspector Brant, and while he might or might
not agree with the killer's cause and can even forgive his
tactics to some degree, Brant is just ornery enough to
employ his trademark brand of amoral, borderline-criminal
policing to the hunt for the Manners Killer. For if there's
one thing that drives the incomparable inspector, it's the
unshakeable conviction that if anyone is going to be getting
away with murder on his patch, it'll be Brant himself, thank
you very much.