Philip Nore is a jockey - and photographer. He emerged from a very peculiar upbringing (Francis has outdone himself with this one) to have a very strong sense of right and wrong - but very little initiative about the direction of his own life. And like all floaters gets caught up in currents that sweep him in unpredictable directions.
We meet Philip lying on the ground after his horse has fallen hoping not to be damaged too badly and thinking that his is a damned stupid way for a grown man to make a living. One of Francis's best openers, I think.
The current he gets caught up in forces him to draw on his darkroom expertise to uncover a most unusual blackmailer and a not so unusual murderer.
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