Serial Killers Incorporated, by Andy Remic, is a contemporary serial killer novel that, fittingly, works very well as a serial. The first book from Mr. Remic's new Anarchy Press imprint, SKINC is consciously experimental - both in the text itself and in everything surrounding it.
The story follows Callaghan, a reprehensible, hedonistic reporter with a shameless tabloid. Callaghan's knack for capturing the nasty story - and his shamelessness in reporting it - has made him a very wealthy man. He lives in a gorgeous Docklands flat surrounded by high end drugs, high end booze and a shamelessly gymnastic part-time girlfriend. Life's good for the bad.
Callaghan's penchant for putting his bits where they don't belong soon gets him into trouble. He's been catting around with the foxy wife of a Eastern European gun-runner. She's irresistible, but her husband is terrifying. Callaghan wants to break it off, but the relationship keeps escalating out of control. The lovely Sophie's got him over a barrel (not literally, but she does get him over a few other things) and Callaghan is starting to get a bit twitchy.