Future
The Meek and the Dead
BAD BULLET DAY SEQUEL
Willie Meek's not the same skinny speedfreak jailed 23 years ago for his murderous part in a tartan terrorist campaign that left three sheep and a pensioner dead and a central bank a million short on bullion. He's now a hardened killer and addicted to steroids but only two things have kept him sane all these years: his need for revenge and the thought of the gold that he alone can recover.
They say revenge is a meal best eaten cold, so he's prepared a menu of the people who betrayed him. The judge who sent him down is a starter. So's the Advocate Depute bitch who humiliated him in the box. Main course is Maddog Maddox, the agent provocateur who infilitrated the Scottish Revolutionary Army and taught them how to make bombs and rob banks and then set them up for the big fall.
Maddox who went into hiding after the trial but is now masquerading as a monk in the Scottish Borders and calling himself Brother Lox Lennox. Roll over Rasputin.
Then there's the gold he bricked up in the cellar of his grandmother's cottage in the tiny Borders village of Cramalt. No one knows it's there. Which is why no one thought to tell him that the village was flooded years ago and now lies under 40 million cubic tonnes of reservoir. Oh dear. And Willie Meek can't even swim.
Kirsten Scott can. When Primo Percowitz ate her abusive husband, the late and unlamented Lord Malkin, she mourned for a day and went into business the next. Now she owns half a dive charter boat and supervises wreck-dives and underwater film productions out of St Abbs. She thought she'd heard the last of her ill-fated anarchist youth but the past just never lets go. And if that weren't enough she's just found out she's pregnant and her lover's nowhere to be found.
