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Burn, Don't... Book 9
“Hell is empty, and all the devils are finally… here…” - Shakespeare
London’s burning, and in the backdrop of bombed streets, an unknown airborne virus shifts from underneath the debris, making psychotic killers out of the very people running out into the streets to protect and serve: police… paramedics… fire crews.
Taken hostage in the thick of it all, seventeen-year-old Drift carries the antibodies to the virus, and Gray Raoul, Director of counter-terrorism at MI5, has just an hour to get him back before the virus takes a full nightmare hold of the streets.
Only Gray is the Crown’s culler, a modern-day Jack the Ripper whose job it is to restore social calm through absolute brutal chaos. And with a virus that’s making psychotic killers out of those very people sent in to protect, no one knows what effect this virus will have on a natural-born psychopath.
There’s a chance Gray won’t make it out of London without catching the infection, and caught in the burn, it’s facing his pure, uncollared core as a psychopath that might just tear apart everything he’s fought to call… his.