The King of Sunday Morning Review

THE KING OF SUNDAY MORNING by J. B. McCauley

*I was given a copy of this book in exchange of my honest opinion. I do not profit or benefit from this in any way.

Tray McCarthy dreams of opening his dream club “Private rooms, a laser light show to die for. House music made by angels. So many beautiful women that it would hurt the eyes. On the beach with access to the sea. A swimming pool, a pool bar. Open-air terrace, music under the stars.” He longs to have a piece of the action, but as fate would have it, he can’t. Then Trey witnesses a rival drug dealer, Rodger, murder another person and Trey makes a life changing (and a greedy) decision. He decides to snitch on Roger (who just so happens to be the brother of a very big drug lord) in hopes of taking over Roger’s territory. Big mistake. When Roger gets murdered in prison, the drug lord will stop at nothing to kill Trey and his brother Sam. An eye for an eye. Tray’s dad, Jimmy-aka LONDON MAC, also happens to have great connections in the deep underground but unable to get the drug lord to back down. So the only thing “The Family” can do is to send Sam and Trey into hiding for years. Trey has to leave behind everything he knows and loves including the love of his life (who also happens to be from a Rival mob family).

Tray’s story takes place over many years. It bounces back-and-forth from decade to decade without being too confusing. It gives you perspective on every character without losing the main plot and every chapter gave you a little bit more of a bigger piece of the story. I loved the whole backstory of mobster family and reading about their past and how they became involved in this whole mess. The plot was very well thought out and was very unique and immersed me deep into Tray’s world. The story really kept me interested because it was not like the typical story I’m used to reading. THE king of Sunday morning was a great read all 400 pages & I highly recommend this book.

The King of Sunday Morning is a geezer. Not in the traditional sense of the word as in old man. This geezer is a face, a wannabe, a top notch bloke. He is the greatest DJ that never was. He should have been. Could have been. Would have been. Now becoming a has-been.

Tray McCarthy was born into privilege but with the genetic coding of London’s violent East End. Having broken the underworld’s sacred honour code, it is only his family’s gangland connections that save him. But in return for his life, he must deny that which he has ever known or ever will be and runs to Australia where he is forced to live an inconsequential life.

But trouble never strays far from Tray McCarthy and eventually his past and present collide to put everyone he has ever loved in danger. He must now make a stand and fight against those that are set to destroy him and play their game according to his rules.

Set against the subterfuge and violence of the international drugs trade, The King of Sunday Morning is the tale of what can go wrong when you make bad decisions. Tray McCarthy has made some of the worst. He must now save those he holds dear but in the process gets trapped deeper and deeper into a world where he doesn’t belong.

“I want three pump-action shotguns, about twelve sticks of dynamite and a blowtorch”

THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT LANGUAGE, FREQUENT DRUG USE AND SEX SCENES – NOT RECOMMENDED FOR PEOPLE UNDER 18 YEARS OF AGE