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The October Man (preorder)

The October Man (preorder)

by Ben Aaronovitch

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The October Man Signed Lettered Edition (preorder)
$250.00
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The October Man Signed Limited Edition (preorder)
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With this long new novella, bestselling author Ben Aaronovitch has crafted yet another wickedly funny and surprisingly affecting chapter in his beloved Rivers of London series.

 

(preorder—to be published in May 2019)

Note: Anyone may order a copy of the limited edition of The October Man. If you’d like to match your number to The Furthest Station, you must mention your number when checking out.

Only those who own the lettered edition of The Furthest Station may order the lettered edition of The October Man at this time.

About the Book:

With this long new novella, bestselling author Ben Aaronovitch has crafted yet another wickedly funny and surprisingly affecting chapter in his beloved Rivers of London series. 

If you thought magic was confined to one country—think again.

Trier: famous for wine, Romans and being Germany’s oldest city.

When a man is found dead with his body impossibly covered in a fungal rot, the local authorities know they are out of their depth. But fortunately this is Germany, where there are procedures for everything.

Enter Tobias Winter, an investigator for the Abteilung KDA, the branch of the German Federal Criminal Police which handles the supernatural. His aim is to get in, deal with the problem, and get out with the minimum of fuss, personal danger and paperwork. 

Together with frighteningly enthusiastic local cop, Vanessa Sommer, he quickly links the first victim to a group of ordinary middle aged men whose novel approach to their mid-life crisis may have reawakened a bloody conflict from a previous century. 

As the rot spreads, literally, and the suspect list extends to people born before Frederick the Great, Tobias and Vanessa will need to find allies in some unexpected places.

And to solve the case they’ll have to unearth the secret magical history of a city that goes back two thousand years.

Presuming that history doesn’t kill them first.

Limited: 2500 signed numbered hardcover copies

Lettered: 26 signed leatherbound copies, housed in a custom traycase

From Publishers Weekly: 

“In this enjoyable spin-off from the Rivers of London urban fantasy series, Aaronovitch successfully transfers his blend of the supernatural and humor from England to the Continent as he introduces Tobias Winter, a German police officer who practices magic… Supernatural mystery fans who enjoy more whimsical takes on the paranormal will hope for more of Winter and Sommer.”

From Booklist:

“Aaronovitch expands the universe of his Rivers of London series (Broken Homes, 2014) to include new characters operating in different countries with ties to supernatural crimes and detective work. The October Man introduces Tobias Winter, a sanctioned magic practitioner who investigates the supernatural angles of crimes for the Abteilung KDA (which fans will recognize as the German extension of the British Folly)… Aaronovitch delivers yet another classic detective novel rich with the magical world building accomplished in his previous work.”

 

The October Man

(excerpt)

In late September, as the nights close in, a strange madness possesses my father. Much to the outrage of our neighbours, he builds a bonfire in the back garden and invites friends, colleagues and, yes, even the neighbours in for beer and baked potatoes. Despite being certain that lighting a bonfire in Gartenstadt is, if not illegal, certainly inconsiderate, the neighbours never complain. This may be because my father is the city’s Polizeipräsident but it’s also because he cooks a mean steak and is generous with the beer. Spiritually my father is a big, jolly, red-faced man who grew up on a farm in Lower Saxony and fondly remembers the comely potato queens of his youth. In reality, my father is a slender narrow-shouldered man from Ludwigshafen whose attempts to grow a moustache fizzled out in the mid-1970s.

‘Uncle’ Stefan, who came up the ranks just behind my father and has been his right-hand man and confidant for thirty years once told me that he is the most remarkable unremarkable man who ever lived. My mother says that she married my father because he was the most grown-up man she’d ever met, and if once a year he wanted to turn our back garden into a beer garden that was fine with her.

I’ve always enjoyed our annual potato fire, especially now I’m old enough to have a beer. Also these days, because I’m older, and police, I’m allowed to sit with the grown-ups and tell war stories. Not that I’ve got any. Or, at least, none that I’m allowed to tell outside of the Abteilung KDA. Stefan tells the best stories—like the one about the armadillo and the Dutchman. Or the time he had to arrest a nun for disorderly conduct.

And the time he found two decomposing bodies in a cupboard—a young boy and a girl.

‘Police work,’ said Stefan, ‘is ninety per cent paperwork, nine per cent bullshit and one per cent horror.’ He gazed at me over his beer. He had a blunt face with small grey eyes that could shift from humour to intimidation with frightening speed. Must have been very handy in an interview room back when he was still getting his hands dirty.

I must have looked slightly impressed, because my father got all cautionary.

‘Policing is a noble profession, Tobi,’ he said. ‘But it’s still just a job, and you’re supposed come home at the end of the shift to the important stuff.’

‘Like what?’ I asked.

‘Family,’ said Papa. ‘Friends. The house, the hearth—the dog.’

‘He just wants to know when you’re going to get married,’ said Stefan. ‘He’s worried you’ll meet the wrong case before you meet the right girl.’

Papa snorted but I could tell he was glad Stefan had said it.

‘You’re worried I’m going to get killed?’ I asked.

Papa shook his head.

‘“The wrong case” isn’t about danger. You only have to spend a couple of nights with Traffic to know that anybody can die suddenly,’ said Stefan, proving once again that he was the joyful heart of any social event.

‘True,’ said my father into his beer.

‘So what is “the wrong case”,’ I asked.

‘The one where you go over the line,’ said Stefan. ‘Where the job becomes an obsession and the next thing you know it’s hello bottle and goodbye family.’ 

Since Stefan had three grandchildren already and six gigs of pictures on his phone that he’d show at the slightest excuse, you had to assume that either he’d never had “the wrong case”, or he’d got over it.

‘I’ll have you know that I don’t take my job at all seriously,’ I said, which was a sign that I’d definitely had too many beers.

 

Additional Information

Free Shipping for Select Preorders Yes
Authors Aaronovitch, Ben
Binding Hardcover
Type Novella
Edition Limited
ISBN 978-1-59606-908-4
Year 2019
Month May
Print Status Pre-Order
Shippable Yes
Shipping Class Preorder
Length 216 pages

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