The Shaft

The Kenilworth Arms is a mongrel apartment building in down-town Chicago, built and re-built, its rooms divided and sub-divided; in some ways it seems to have a strange life of its own - a very strange life. Jonathan is a commercial artist, running to the city after a bad relationship; Cruz is a drug dealer running from an accidental death in Miami; Jamaica is a prostitute, running from her life. They could not have chosen a worse place to run to. When the deaths begin, they go almost unnoticed, so deep in degradation is the apartment block steeped. But the Kenilworth Arms and its horrific occupant need blood for their survival, and the trickle soon becomes a flood. In Chicago there are many ways of death - as Jonathan, Cruz and Jamaica are about to find out...*** 'Schow is the chap who first coined the term splatterpunk, and his second novel is every bit as splattery and punkish as his first.' -The Times 'Pumped up with manic intensity and shoved right into your face. It works.' -Locus 'It's raw, it's rough, and it's not for wimps... A damn fine book.' -Afraid Magazine