He cannot die for eight hours. Jerry's best friend has been murdered by the Numbers gang. Through a quirk of fate he has been blessed by a goddess. Now he may have his revenge.
He will die in eight hours. Jerry has fallen in love with Alice, a reluctant former member of the gang. He only has until dawn to rescue her.
In a dystopian future where gangs rule the parts of the city the police do not dare to tread; for one brief night, he will be the only thing they fear. Eight hours of life, Eight hours till death.
H M Reynolds is an accountant by day, adventurer in the unfathomable worlds of the imagination by night.
He has been writing for over twenty years, although has only recently taken up writing about himself in the third person.
Bristol born he has lived in the area all his life - apart from a significant stint in Cardiff - although one of his most favourite pastimes is travelling other parts of the world.
He enjoys rambling, both in the literary and the cross-country sense.