Joe McKenzie's high-flying London life imploded six years ago, and it happened dramatically enough that paramedics were involved. That's all in the past. Now, Joe couldn't be happier living a solitary life as a fisherman on England's wild northern coast. Okay, he could be happier. It's not like he's depressed or anything but, you know. The weather's not great. Life's a bit samey. He's only thirty-eight. The idea of another forty years is a bit exhausting, to be honest. He passes the time pretending to be a fisherman but the truth is, he sucks at it. Then Joe makes the catch of a lifetime when he stumbles across the mysterious Dave washed up on the beach-an enormous man with gills and uncanny power over the sea. Once Dave stops trying to kidnap Joe and/or kill Joe's fishing buddy, Jerry, turns out he's kind of...intriguing? And not half as smooth as he seems to think he is. There's a lot Joe doesn't know about Dave. He doesn't know why Dave keeps disappearing or why he can't seem to stay away. He doesn't ...