<p><b><i>It''s 1965, and cynical former private investigator Henry Gore just wants to drink his days away in corrupt, sun-soaked Santo Domingo - but life has other ideas in this novel of pitch-black noir, the sequel to the savage, gut-punch of a crime thriller, </i>Havana Highwire<i>.</i></b><br><br>Thirty-five-year-old American expat Henry Gore used to be a private investigator, scratching a living in balmy, rum-soaked Havana. He might not have been someone, but he was something.<br><br>Now, exiled from Cuba and with a target on his back, he''s nothing but a washed-up drifter, spending his days drinking with <i>gringos</i> he despises and his nights with women he doesn''t love.<br><br>But one day he chooses the wrong bar to drink in - or maybe the wrong friends. Henry wakes up in hospital to find that someone blew up the building, and he''s seemingly the sole survivor.<br><br>Who set the bomb, and why? Henry''s certain that whatever the answer, he''s better off not knowing. But with t