Laurie Lane has been a crime reporter for 30 years: he's so old he can remember the days when typewriters filled the newsroom instead of computers. Indeed, he no longer writes for a newspaper but "a multimedia information provider" and hates having to deal with bosses who are corporate brown-nosers rather than real journalists. The day after he is approached to ghost the memoirs of Charlie Hook, the last of the oldschool London gangsters, Hook's brains are found plastered all over the walls of his mansion. If he can find out whodunit and land a real scoop he might be able to avoid being sacked for fiddling his expenses. In the meantime, his long-suffering wife, a minor country and western singer, leaves him for an older man.