Publishers Description: Heron Farad should be dead. But technology has made him the man he is today. Now he heads a crew of uniquely skilled outsiders who fight to salvage what’s left of humanity: art, artifacts, books, ideas–sometimes even people. People like Mari Vallejo.
Review: Oh my fuk this was stoopid. From page one, and every page after is two people lusting after each other in their THOUGHTS and not following through. This has to be the worst experience I have ever had other than Simon Green’s “Mistworld”. What is really frustrating is that the author IS a good writer but really? Every other sentence is copping a feel, looking at her ass, filing away his lust in his cybernetic brain while shunting blood flow from his dick so he has no noticeable boner. From a shower scene where Mari hopes he bangs her cuz she needs the come down sex after an op to bathing in his warm voice. I stopped reading this pretty quickly. Maybe it gets better but I don’t care.