Loved this book. Talk about distracting. The first chapter starts with Ray Lilly driving along with a very powerful sorceress (or magician or something) who hates his guts but isn’t allowed to kill him. He’s following her driving orders only to pull over to confront a couple on the run and then watch one of their children burst into flame. It doesn’t stop after that. Ray is a criminal who’s trying to not to be one, fresh out of jail and suddenly stuck with a member of the Twenty Palaces, a secret group that’s sole purpose is to rid the earth of people wielding illegal magics or taken over by demons, killing whatever gets in the way to that goal.
This is one of those books where you finish it and immediately feel the void of needing the next fix, the next impossible situation of Ray Lilly and the thirst to see how it ends.
Harry Connolly rocks. A new role model for me and my writing. It made me feel like my writing was sub-standard and yet inspired me to be better. To figure out how to create my characters more, unroll my story more intelligently. Or certainly try like hell.