It’s 1996. For years, Max Lomas has seemed to live for decadence and decadence alone.

He likes to kill time at The Blue Cat, a dive bar in Madrid. But he hasn’t lost his hopes of settling accounts with his past. And, like the dawn of a new life, his past comes back to him one night when the woman he wanted to forget, but whom he remembers every detail of, reappears in his life: Elsa, his great love and the cause of his ruin six years ago; Elsa, who needs help now to save her sister from the clutches of García, her ex-boyfriend in the Basque Country. While he’s trying to decide if he can trust her again or not, and with the excuse of three vanished kilos of cocaine, Max realizes the time for revenge has come…

After I Smoke to Forget That You Drink, we have the second installment in a series that is already a reference point in the crime writing panorama in Spain. An ironic, savage story that draws on sharp humor in a singular homage to the mainstays of the genre: loyalty, love, betrayal, and death, following in the footsteps of its most accomplished practitioners, like Dashiell Hammett, Raymond Chandler, and Ross Macdonald.