Hey! This is a sequel. You can find my review of the first book in the Grave Report here. This review may contain spoilers for that book, so if you consider spoilers to be Satan’s handiwork then click on the link above and read that review. You have been warned.
What do shadows darting across walls, cryptic writing, black fog, and a little girl who can see ghosts have in common? Paranormal investigator and soul without a body, Vincent Graves, has forty-four hours to find out.
To make matters worse, his years of body-hopping and monster-hunting are catching up with him. He’s losing his mind. An old contact has shut him out. To top it all off, something’s skulking through an asylum, killing patients.
Three guesses who might be next, and the first two don’t count. The writing on the wall is not so clear. But one thing is: if he doesn’t figure this out he’s a dead man—well, deader—and a strange young girl might follow. Vincent’s got his back against a wall, and that wall’s crumbling.
Some days it’s not worth it to wake up in someone else’s body.
Let’s just get this straight. R.R. Virdi writes some of the most smartass, nerdy, pun-addled and badass stories I have ever read and I love it. I will sit over here and try not to fangirl all over the place, especially since Mr. Virdi promised me an interview. (Which I’m hoping will be posted on Friday… if I don’t get too caught up in asking questions.)
Vincent wakes up in a mental institution wrapped up all snug in a straight jacket. Getting himself out of the jacket and into a chapel turns out to be one of the easiest challenges that Vincent faces. Church is still as vague and cryptic as ever, but I feel like at some point in the future we’ll actually get to know him a lot better. And, boy, does he drop a huge bomb at the end.
What surprised me about this book was how the characters are still traumatized from the events of the last book. They are all still dealing with the emotional fall out of almost dying and dealing with new things. It’s wonderfully done. Many serial mystery/urban fantasy novels just pretend like what happened in the previous books was not a huge deal. They’ll refer to them, but rarely do the events of previous books take a huge toll on the characters mental states in the current novel. I love that even as the characters are dealing with new horrors, the old ones directly effect how they are dealing with the current ones.
The one thing I don’t like is how Vincent treats Ortiz. He says he trusts her with his life, but he doesn’t trust her with the truth? I get that it’s a lot to handle, but the toll of feeling like every time a “tattoo guy” shows up in her life, she’s going to have to accept that at the end of the case she’ll lose someone she risks her life to help has got to suck. Knowing that Vincent would be back, even in a different body, would probably do wonders for her psyche. That being said… I’d love to read a short story about Camilla Ortiz on her own…
I highly recommend this book to any one who likes urban fantasy, mysteries, or smart-ass characters. Oh! Or mythology. You’ll be googling monsters for days.
Rating: 4.5 out of 5 quills. C’mon Vincent! At least give Ortiz some hints.