Death Thing

They should have walked away. They should have left well enough alone. Gilbert gave them every chance and they still wouldn’t stop breaking into his car, again and again. He could imagine them laughing at him as they destroyed what was his. But he’ll show them. He’ll make them pay. Gilbert’s car is about to get some killer upgrades. Sometimes it feels like a book was written just for you. Demented, funny, and way more philosophical than you’d think a novella about a deadbeat booby-trapping his car would be, DEATH THING reads like part-Harold Pinter, part-Roger Corman. – Adam Cesare, author of MERCY HOUSE and TRIBESMEN.