'When Killing Eve crashed on our screens last year, it felt like a breath of fresh air: a feisty and funny entry in the recent revival of the staid, stuffy and overwhelmingly masculine spy genre. Jennings provides plenty of spy craft and scenic and sensual atmosphere laced with betrayal in this adrenaline-fueled sequel to Killing Eve: Codename Villanelle, the book that spawned the BBC America series.'- Booklist Nonstop action moves between London, Venice, Paris, Moscow, and the Swiss Alps, as the two women track each other, and amoral Villanelle continues her murderous ways. 'The obsessive relationship between the two women deepens.

This espionage romp keeps readers slightly off balance as it brilliantly walks the line between thriller and spoof-and readers will find the experience irresistible.'- Shelf Awareness 'But it's all good, nasty fun for lovers of James Bond and Modesty Blaise-although Jennings is much more sexually explicit than Ian Fleming or Peter O'Donnell. His version of 007 is great fun.Reviews Shortlisted for the CWA Ian Fleming Steel Dagger Award There is an extra sheen of glamor that makes Villanelle more a James Bond than a mere killer.'- The Daily Mail (UK), 'Like Ian Fleming, Jennings is at once tongue-in-cheek and serious.

Jennings provides plenty of spy craft and scenic and sensual atmosphere laced with betrayal in this adrenaline-fueled sequel to Killing Eve: Codename Villanelle, the book that spawned the BBC America series.'- Booklist, 'A memorable protagonist. With a second season about to air in April and the coming release of the second book in Luke Jennings's Codename Villanelle series, it is clear Eve and Villanelle - the MI6 operative and the talented assassin she is tracking - will be with us a while longer.'- Washington Post, 'The obsessive relationship between the two women deepens. This espionage romp keeps readers slightly off balance as it brilliantly walks the line between thriller and spoof-and readers will find the experience irresistible.'- Shelf Awareness, 'When Killing Eve crashed on our screens last year, it felt like a breath of fresh air: a feisty and funny entry in the recent revival of the staid, stuffy and overwhelmingly masculine spy genre.

No Tomorrow by Luke Jennings