"The Sanctuary: my place. A place where those in need could find shelter from the various harms that lurk in society's darker regions. The only rule I had in place was that of respecting one another: simple, effective, and downright apt for the purpose at hand." Apart from his amnesia, his cadre of suspicious friends, and the threat of a hooded thug roaming the streets, Edgar Northwood is dead right. Will he ever recover his memory, or will he be beholden to the angry whims of the very society he is trying to save? J. S. Wright steps his writing up to another level with this riotously funny account of an eccentric millionaire; one that would sit easily beside the novels of Wodehouse or Wilde.