John Taylor is hired to escort an elf with a secret across the Nightside, and then he joins a rival, Larry Oblivion, to find out what really happened to Larry's brother Tommy during the Lilith War.
It felt like three separate short stories. There's the story of John and the elf, that mostly seemed like setup for a plot that didn't continue during the rest of this novel. Then there's a story about how Larry Oblivion got his weapon, which was nearly a third of the book jarringly told from Larry's point of view. Finally there was the story of the search for Tommy Oblivion and the confrontations that leads to.
Things just didn't come together for me. Too much of the book felt like random encounters, and the ongoing story stuff I just plain didn't like. Oh, I loved the idea of why Walker wanted to talk to John, but some of the revelations, and especially the story's resolution, felt off. I liked Walker better in the early books, back when he was a relatively flat character. The way he's been presented since we started to get to know him better has been inconsistent, and in this novel particularly he comes off like a comic book mastermind rather than a person capable of keeping the Nightside going.
The biggest problem with these books, and the reason I'm starting to judge them more harshly, is that they're really, really repetitive. Part of it is the author's insistence on constantly talking about the Nightside and its inhabitants and its dangers in similar terms (or the exact same ones) from book to book. Part of it is just a stylistic quirk, one that unfortunately bleeds over into the Eddie Drood books.
Every character, group, and location gets an epithet and a couple of sentences (or even paragraphs) worth of back story. And it's not just the important people or places, we get random filler about every person John Taylor passes on the street or even thinks about. I think it's intended to give the setting depth, but constant asides about this hero or that god or the other criminal gang have the opposite effect on me. The overdone, similar descriptions make everyone blend together, like they're the same generic person wearing a different mask.
There's a lot of potential for the next book's story, but I worry that the stylistic choices that have been bothering me will keep me from enjoying it even if I like the plot choices.