Iraqi Icicle is like no detective thriller you have ever read. Sure, the essentials are there: a healthy body count, the femme fatale, eccentric characters, crooked officialdom and sardonic humour. But the ``detective'' is a jobless young gambler, a foundling, raised by nuns, scornful of straight society, populated by stiffs. Follow Steele Hill as he races up and down the streets of Brisbane, the Gold and Sunshine Coasts.... ....from the dawn of computers and mobile phones in Australia to the aftermath of the 1st Iraq War.
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