GBH, by Ted Lewis (No Exit Press, 2018 [Sphere, 1980])

Then: George Fowler’s criminal empire crumbles. Now: Fowler’s in hiding, dreading the inevitable, haunted by what he did in retaliation. Excellent, bleak, and brutal neo-noir that’s as adept with the grime of the porn industry as it is with the low-key menace of out-of-the-way seaside towns. Lots to admire in this final novel from Lewis, newly-reissued.

My own books here, if that’s your thing. Newest is noir thriller East of England.