AN apt title for a book which almost puts you hand-in-hand with the grim reaper.

Death stalked the killing fields of the former Yugoslavia as new nations were born in bloody conflict and death is on hand again 18 years later when four bodies are accidentally unearthed and the finger of blame is firmly pointed at a double-dealing British arms dealer.

They mark him for death and engage a London contract killer to do the deed, but their decision allows Death to roll his dice again and once again number the innocent among his victims.

Seymour switches scene and mood effortlessly, takes you where the shadows have never lifted and introduces you to people who have been to hell and beyond.