Barry Razzel is tired of playing second fiddle to Sherlock Bloody Holmes in the world of Private Investigation and mystery solving but he just hasn’t had old Sherlock’s luck, but on a miserable stormy night is that about to change? More importantly will Barry still feel lucky in the morning?

Despite the end of the world some bonds will never be broken.

The perfect life exists, you just have to pay a monthly subscription.

As humanity takes its first tentative steps in to the universe we are on the verge of our greatest discovery. Assuming we don’t destroy ourselves first.