“There comes a time when you realise that everything is a dream, and only those things preserved in writing have any possibility of being real.”

This is heady, page-turning stuff - the intelligent beach read of the summer, and not a shade of grey in sight.

My name is Qais Akbar Omar. I am an Afghan, a Muslim, a descendant of the Prophet Mohammed, peace be upon him, a carpet maker, a journalist, a boxer who has enjoyed breaking many noses, and “Qais, the Cruel Kite Cutter.” I just turned 30 years old, and am the author of A Fort of Nine Towers. 

Evers knocks out enviably beautiful prose, and the humming, muffled, air-conditioned neverland of Las Vegas is conjured up with a captivating and woozy effect