In Evil Hour

'César Montero was dreaming about elephants. He'd seen them at the movies on Sunday . . . ' Only moments later, César is arrested by police who clear the crowds away from the man he has just killed. But César is not the only man riled the rumours spread in his Colombian hometown - under the covers of darkness, someone creeps through the streets sticking malicious posters to walls and doors. Each night the respectable towns-folk retire to their beds fearful that they will be the subject of the following morning's lampoon's. As paranoia seeps through the town and the delicate veil of tranquilly begins to slip, can the perpetrator be uncovered before accusation and violence leave the inhabitants' sanity in tatters? In Evil Hour was the book which was to inspire my own career as a novelist. I owe my writing voice to that one book1' Jim Grace 'Belongs to the very best of Márquez 's work . . . should on no account be missed.' Financial Times 'A splendid achievement.' The Times