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Twists and turns abound in a graphic thriller from the author of Salem Brownstone
When Tumult begins, Adam Whistler, a cocky, insecure thirtysomething commercials director with aspirations to make movies, is on holiday in the Mediterranean with his long-term girlfriend, Sarah. The scene is idyllic: golden sands, aquamarine sea, an entirely blameless sky. But our hero is restless. Feeling competitive at the sight of some boys diving, he decides to join in – with predictable results; having landed badly, Whistler must spend the rest of the trip laid up, his leg heavily bandaged. Not that this teaches him a lesson. Soon afterwards, Tammy, the beautiful, tarot card-reading daughter of the couple who take Sarah to the beach in his stead, appears beside his hammock. He can’t help himself; the two of them sleep together. By the time he’s on the plane back home, he is in the middle of a ...