CLEAR

<p>“On a clear day you can see forever.”</p><p>Over London streets and estates Sean - whip hard and John - razor sharp on the up.</p><p>Hopkins old and corrupt; and Melody chasing all.</p><p>Rolex boys and government men junkies a madam a madman and an Angel.</p><p>Blood gear and tears. A seedy speeding vortex.</p><p>How will it fall? Who’ll get burnt?</p><p>Will anyone ever really get C L E A R?</p><p>London's underbelly - ripped apart in razor sharp distilled prose</p>