Release Date: 03/02/11
When the city was founded, he was the mad native spirit that waited in the dark, on the edge of the torchlight. When the streets were cobbled over, he became the footsteps heard on stone that you cannot see. When the Victorians introduced street lighting, he was the shadow who always shied away from the light, and when the gas went out, there he was. The shadow at the end of the alley, the footsteps half-heard in the night. A daimyo of the Neon Court is dead. So are two warriors of the Tribe. And a freshly-prophesied 'chosen one' is missing. Each side blames the other and Matthew Swift is right in the middle of it, trying to keep the peace. Because when magicians go to war, everyone loses. But Swift has even bigger problems. A dead woman is trying to kill him and the city itself is under attack from a force of unimaginable power. As if trying to stay one step ahead of an assassin and juggling magical politics weren't challenging enough, Swift must also find a way to defeat a primal threat from humanity's darkest nightmares. Or there may not be a London left to fight over ...
Having felt a little disappointed with the second title in the series I hoped that this one would pick up on not only the excitement but also the potential that the first novel showed and whilst there’s a number of new titles coming out I’ve missed something on the scale of Neverwhere with the touch of the Noughties added. What this title does is keep the reader enthused with a lead character as vivid as Mike Carey’s Felix Castor, the scope/wonderment of Ben Aaronovitch’s Rivers of London and tied up with the dialogue and smart-ass style of Suzanne McLeod’s Spellcasters.com.
Add to that great pace alongside a plot outline to keep you going to the last line and you know that this series really has got a lot more potential to evolve into something entirely unique. A real joy to read and I really can’t wait for the next instalment.