In this version of our world, shooting stars only promise bad things – as each and every one opens a tear in the fabric of the cosmos, allowing a demon to come through and land on Earth. Zed, our hero, is due to be third in his family classed as First Hunter – the platinum-badged warriors who act as first line of defence, using ace trackers and non-lethal weaponry to capture the demons before they do any ill. Zed himself is useless at pretty much anything vital when it comes to being a Hunter, mind – although when we see him assessed here it's a check-up that leads to a most unlikely result indeed. And when he sneaks illegally out of his dad's secure house to try and capture a demon himself, just to get in his good books, he's to find something unlikely too – the demon is not exactly what we'd think of as demonic...
I guess the elevator pitch of this could be "Skellig with a conspiracy", but that's not everything here. Zed is forced by this story first to want to follow in his father's footsteps, and then to avoid them in favour of another path. It's a story of acceptance and trusting strangers, of finding the truth and recognising differences. And all that is done with surprising lightness. OK, one small scene about how we're all wonderfully diverse and different is a bit clunky, but the topics are worn lightly, and even something as bolshy as the elevator pitch I suggest there is measured and carefully crafted.
All told then this is a rampant success. It's a firm four stars from me, and that's because it's been marked down due to inane pronoun mangling, thankfully for a minor character only. Starting with the unusual twist to the everyday world we know (which really does have the same impact on the reader as if we'd been told rainbows delivered evil) and running through all its action to the clear demand for more to come, this is a joy. Engaging, dramatic, enjoyable and intelligently delivered, it should only be a delight to return to this world. For all us non-demons, at least.