"He slotted the car into D and pulled away, turning left toward the incline with one hand on the wheel in the manner of a man who had never needed two—also wanting to maximise the noise signature without putting the Jaguar into the spiral's walls, partly to signal Kinky to get switched on to the fact that cars were coming out. Keep it down, Deek Jaai…' Charles demanded the moment the Subaru Liberty's throaty flat-4 turbo sang its message to whoever was listening outside, and Cameron replied: 'It's not exactly a Prius, is it? It's the yellow-teethed cousin of that Pontiac I drove…' to which Bottles furnished the counter: 'Yeah, with Jay in it. With us on board, you better behave yourself or else…' And if further proof were needed that the crew was hyper-sensitive to every minor act Cam produced, Cam rolled both front windows down, cutting across Lip before he could get a word in edgewise, turning his head left for a brief moment: Ah, ah, ah, stop busting my balls, army man… you hate tree-fresheners as much as I do, admit it.' One final turn came right—the basement floor, lorries lined up to the left, a lifting barrier ahead with a blue booth topside marking the exit onto Lee Hing Street. At the small booth that may as well have been the Hong Kong Tardis, or a figurative Laap Saap Tung, sat a heavier man in his 50’s in a blue old plastic chair beside it on the left, balding, white undershirt beneath a high-visibility jacket with a gun-belt cinched around his hip. Cameron, observing impeccable driving manners as the Jaguar rolled up to the barrier, extended a peace sign with his right hand toward the guard, and the barrier swung obligingly open after the man pressed his remote."

SECURITY ISSUE - The Transgressive Crime Novel extract

ACT 1B: UNPROVEN ANTIDOTE FOR DESTRUCTION

08/04/2026

ACT 0 RELEASING MAY 2026