Dead Lies Dreaming, by Charles Stross (Tordotcom)
The Elder Gods have
cast their long, twisted shadow over contemporary London, the “New Management”
has transformed government into a private megacorporation, and supernatural
powers are popping up in people of all walks of life. One billionaire tycoon
will stop at nothing to acquire the one true Necronomicon, a cursed grimoire right out of H. P. Lovecraft. When
a group of psychic misfits stages a bank robbery, ex-cop Wendy Deere is put on
the job as private security to track them down and soon finds herself drawn in
to the hunt for the ghastly book. The plot goes from playful to horrific, from
reality-bending and beyond in true Stross fashion. Although this world has much
in common with The Laundry Files, and I kept waiting for our friends from those
stories to show up and save the day, to my mind this is a
parallel-Laundry-Files universe, just as fun and wildly inventive, and it works
great as a stand-alone.
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