Nolan works customer service. He’s the last employee of video game developer Nitrox, and the last person anywhere to understand the game Camopede. Nobody’s called him for help in years-but the legal small print means he’s still got to be available. So there he sits, in an empty building, waiting by the phone. And then one night, it rings. It’s a homicide detective, telling Nolan his dad has finally committed suicide. No surprise, maybe… he’s threatened to dozens of times, and his suicide notes fill the book alongside Nolan’s own story. But was it really suicide? Did Nolan help him along? Or is something *really* weird going on? A touching, funny, dark book that showcases Jones’s power as a writer.
