"When they're circling you, there are no positive metaphors. You're prey. Or you're a drain. Very few get to be the sun." So comes a twisted novel about the dark soul of Hollywood, equal parts thriller, black comedy, and revenge fantasy . . .Benjamin Bailey was a good photographer. Still is, technically. But shit, as they say, happens. One day Ben's shooting celebrities for high-end magazine covers. The next, he's stalking them on the streets for a different kind of photo. One bad decision, one promising career snuffed.Now this reluctant paparazzo has a new job. Some not-so-nice men have asked Ben not-so-nicely to break into the home of rising starlet Melody Marx. The gig: Plant remote cameras to catch young Melody in the most compromising positions.Ben does indeed get into her house. He plants his cameras. After that, however, the plan changes.Ben never planned to meet Melody Marx . . .Never planned to get closer than any fan . . .To see more than any photographer . . .To finally bleed for his art . . .A MOSQUITO OVER SUNSETThe lens is life.
