This dark satire about an entitled young banker in a downward spiral is "a very modern and thoroughly haunting piece of work" (The Sunday Telegraph).
It's 2008 and Matt Freeman is living in London, desperately trying to keep a toehold in the financial world by running a shadow banking business with contacts in North Korea and Iran. He is furious with the emptiness and impermanence of twenty-first century life--but addicted to the allure of luxury possessions: cars, watches, bespoke suits. And meanwhile, there is the question of why the women in Matt Freeman's life seem to disappear.