Jonathan King's first novel is a wickedly caustic satire filled with flamboyance and written with irresistible style. It is the story of an innocent abroad in a villainous world . . . Jonathan Farting, sole heir to the countless Farting millions, is working as a window-dresser's assistant in Selfishes, the Regent Street store, when he suddenly comes into his inheritance. Ignored, reviled and overlooked by his colleagues until that moment, Jonathan is suddenly fawned on disgracefully. But his only passion is for an icily exquisite mannequin in the shop window and his only desire is to use his wealth to bring her to life. So Jonathan embarks on a quest to fulfil his impossible dream, a guided tour through a contemporary rogues' gallery conducted by the irrepressible Henry, window-dresser turned entrepreneur, deft manipulator of millions, impressario whose excesses include arranging an audience with the Pope, hoping for a wondrous laying-on of hands. Psychiatrists, gurus, computer wizards, porn merchants — Jonathan encounters them all while the Fleet Street wolf pack snaps hungrily at his astonished heels. But the final realisation of his dreams is as outrageous and bizarre as it is miraculous, and horribly fitting for a man who dares to play God . . . Bible Two marks the ascension of the new and undisputed king of the comic novel.