Portobello's first novelist is an exciting English debutant, Glen Neath, who in person looks like a spare guitarist from the Kings of Leon and on the page sounds like a mash-up of Magnus Mills, Franz Kafka and Paul Auster. His THE OUTGOING MAN, a disarming, unsettling fable of unspecified threat and comic unease, featuring an Outgoing Man briefing an Incoming Man at his point of entry into a murky organization, has all the freshness and pop of the genuinely original, and is largely beyond paraphrase. Its characters inhabit a place rich in the usual office rivalries, romances and resentments, but never can the reader be sure exactly what it is that the organization organizes or produces...It is a dark, itchy and, now and then, laugh-out-loud funny tale. Neath will surely go far, and come back again.