Dance of the Paper Kites 2

It's been five years since the last time I died, but I'm slowly starting to miss it. The Police Surveillance and Intervention Unit is working, sort of, but no one warned me that it would involve Excel spreadsheets, audits, and video conferences. But management has never been my strong suit—shooting people is. And this time, a few of them really deserve it. They should have remembered that the PSIU doesn't forgive. The time for revenge has come, because some bastards need to be killed more than once. The hunt begins.

Hordes of drugged-up junkies, pissed-off exes, reincarnated souls, bryndza gnocchi, unsettling sex, magic, Hello Kitty, and the smell of gunpowder! Pilsen will be shaken to its very foundations!