Bob Mayer really needs to outsource his covers.
Also, the subtitle makes it look like a self-help book, but the synopsis is pretty clear that it’s fiction.
I don’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t this:
When a labourer is murdered on the coast road, the identity of the killers would be beyond the imagination of the townsfolk…
Why, that’s the cutest lil gas chamber I ever did see!
It’s described as “Love in Post-Apocalyptic Amerandia.” Oo-kay…
(By the way, the “Look Inside” has a completely different cover which still doesn’t read as “post-apoc,” but at least includes the author’s name.)