There's a lot that I do like about this - Nancy's backstory for one, and I like that with Hartigan there's a protagonist who's the best part of the story again. Also, for all the unrelenting obsession this series has with violence against women - honestly it's somewhat off-putting, and seems to be an excuse to draw them as naked as possible as often as possible - I was still engaged by most of the story, and the ending was outstanding.

Unfortunately there were some parts that just didn't make any sense to me. Nancy's crush on a man old enough to be her grandfather didn't ring even the slightest bit true. (I wish I could say it was a surprise, but given how women tend to be presented in this series it was anything but.) Though for me, the biggest problem was the gaping hole of idiot plot at the centre of the narrative. All the time that Senator Rourke spent rebuilding his wreck of a son, bringing in gene therapists to rebuild his genitalia and so forth, leading to the resulting wreck... all because he wanted Junior to have a child to pass on the creepy family legacy. Look, perhaps I spend too much time thinking about Ockham's razor, but wouldn't it be bloody simpler for the Senator just to have another kid himself? Junior's nothing but a liability at this point. Clear the board and start again, and maybe your one-day grandchild won't be able to blend in with a field of buttercups.