Ahoy there me mateys!  When I read the book, finder, I didn't know that this was the first book in a series.  It was a five star read and I adored Fergus Ferguson so much that I had to follow his next adventure.  Now book two had a completely different tack and feel but I still loved it even with its more serious undertones.  Sadly, book three didn't really work for me though I cannot tell if it's because of me personal preferences or the book itself.

This book lacked the emotional impact of the previous two.  Part of this was because Fergus has to track down various pieces of an alien artifact and how he tracks them down was a sort of rinse and repeat plot.  Fergus also has repetitive reflections on his past and his mental state, that while understandable, weren't very interesting to me.  Then there were side characters who were supposed to help Fergus on his mission but felt thrown in as convenient plot devices and not used as legitimate members of a team.  And add in the ending which just made no sense to me.  Once the alien artifacts were all gathered, the resolution stalled and was lackluster.

But here's the thing, I still love Fergus.  The book did have some lovely moments where I was cheering him on.  I do love the side characters even if I didn't love how they were used.  I actually kinda liked the cult subplot.  The Agent entertained me as usual.  Despite that ending, I still want to know what happens to Fergus next.  I will give the next book a chance and hope that it reverts back to the joy of the first two books.  Arrr!

So lastly . . .

Thank ye kindly DAW books!