This is a damn good read. Punchy, well-plotted, and with a sinister edge. The story concerns a male writer's growing paranoia and obsessive behaviour after he falls in love with an enigmatic artist who's been catapulted to fame. Told in the first person, the plot moves at a fast pace and I found it hard to put down, devouring it over a long weekend. Considering Cornwell's music biz background, I was surprised he chose not to write about music, but he clearly knows the machinations and politics of the art world very well. If not, then he certainly did his research. No hesitation in recommending this.