Has he no expiration date? Apparently not, but this, # in the Patrick Dawlish Crime Haters continuity, is the end of the series. And almost the end of London when a number of happy, healthy, good people die from strange injections (no, not swine flu) and explosives go off like kitchen matches all over the city. A misdirected madman's dream with no more than some hastily typewritten words gasping for air.