Murder Most Abstract

I shouldn't be here. In a hospital bed. With a bullet in my thigh.

A recently retired NSW copper, on the Gold Coast hunting for his retirement property in which to enjoy his twilight years, finds himself passing an old foe, Boltcutter, from the Kings Cross Underworld, as he walks toward Main Beach. Before he knows it he is embroiled in the hunt for some missing Ian Fairweather paintings and trying to resolve a cold case or two.