Two private detectives who are working for the government's spy agency uncover some kind of conspiracy after a terrorist attack on a distant planet kills millions of people.
Full disclosure, I won a free copy of this through a giveaway (although not one through Goodreads). This did not affect my review.
I should also note that this is a first novel, and traditionally I give those a little more leeway... however, even with that leeway, I can't say I really enjoyed it very much.
The book is a somewhat awkward fusion of noir tropes and SF. I say awkward because it doesn't really work. Not being particularly into noir, I can't really say how well that angle was handled.. to me it seemed to be nothing particularly special, but not terribly bad, either. It's when you combine them with SF that it doesn't work.
The major problem is that the SF elements, for the most part, feel clumsy and poorly thought out. The technology doesn't feel like an organic whole... there seem to be two categories of new technology: there is stuff that only works the way it does because that's what the plot requires, and there's normal stuff with a science word thrown on. Otherwise, it might as well be present day, or even the past. The world (or conspiracy) has access to wondrous technology that does (spoiler intentionally left out), but it only works when (convenient restriction) applies. This happens again and again, so often I found myself rolling my eyes and saying "really?" several times. And a guy doesn't take the bus, he takes the Holo-bus! That's not an actual example, that's just a exaggerated illustration of the types of nods to technological advancement given (although, to be fair, it's at the worst at the start of the book... once the story gets going they don't grate quite so much). There's no sense of how technology and society all fit together in this new society, and I never got the sense that it was a real, living world. The biggest problem is where things like communications come in... it's a world where hardly anybody seems to actually communicate, except for face-to-face. They have tools that enable that (except planet-to-planet, because the plot requires them to be out of communication... this is a forgivable use of those convenient technology rules that pervade the book), but people just don't seem to use them, not good guys, not bad guys, except in the most simplistic of cases.
I can see an argument being made that this is deliberate, to evoke the noir part of the setting, like an old detective movie set in the 40s, before the omnipresent internet. And in more skilled hands, it might have even worked, given a believable, well-thought out justification or just conveyed that this is an alternate world where these are the rules, maybe becoming noirpunk (like steampunk, but with noir aesthetics replacing the Victorian trappings), but here... it just lead to a world I could not buy into.
In terms of the rest of the writing? Well, the novel alternates between two points of view, one first person, one third person, which is pretty distracting, and, furthermore, kind of sets up how one of those points of view ends. More damning, both point of views, aside from the difference of first/third person... felt pretty much the same. They were both male detectives. I couldn't, now, tell you which one was which name or any of their distinctive personality traits, save one who was in love with a girl he met in a bar long ago, and one who the most significant physical changes happen to. They might as well be clones (that might actually have made a more interesting story). The rest of the characters don't especially stand out either... a few make a little bit of an impact, but I'm not going to remember them very long either. There's also a weird laid backness to the level of urgency... the book starts with a terrorist attack that threatens to kill or displace millions... granted, it's on a different planet from the main characters, but they're involved in the investigation, and, from all we see of their emotional reaction, it might as well be just a random murder they're investigating. As the story progresses, there's far too many convenient twists, some related to technologies that only work the way the author needs them to, some just plain plot. The criminals seem to have a bizarrely elaborate and yet simultaneously slipshod and not-particularly-strategic plan for what they're capable of. Leaving that aside, the storytelling seems competent enough, the action works, and the story mostly goes at a decent pace... if he was writing straight noir, and avoiding all the interplanetary conspiracies high-technology... it certainly wouldn't be my thing, but I could see it potentially being called "good"... there was just too much that failed for me as a SF reader to do anything but leave a bad taste in my mouth... it reminded me more of TV sci-fi, which is okay in its place, but for books (and especially books published by a major SF publisher), I've come to expect a lot better.
Oh, and there are aliens. Here's where I at least have something genuinely good to say. While the aliens themselves (the ones that are just part of the background setting, I mean, the ones that would take us into spoilery territory just made me roll my eyes) aren't particularly novel, the author DOES do a good job at sprinkling in little details that make you think that there actually is a culture there, and makes you want to know more. For the most part they never get successfully fleshed out in a way I wanted them to be, but it does add a lot of texture to those scenes, and it's presumably something to look forward to if he did a sequel and you were to read it. I say you, because... I don't think I will be, personally. But I could see him potentially growing past the awkward first novel stage and developing a talent for SF, and if he does, I suspect alien cultures will be something he should focus on.
In my scoring, I teeter between one and two stars here, between 'okay' and 'did not like it'. But even though my review's harsh and I'd probably say, outloud, that I didn't really like it... it's not offensively bad or hard to get through. It's readable in the same way TV SF is watchable, if you turn off your brain some and just roll with it... as a book, it's ultimately forgettable, and doesn't live up to it's potential, but it was never a chore, even if I didn't entirely like it. And honestly, I liked it a little more than the first book of another SF writer I'll not name who writes similar types of spy-space-opera with, apparently, a decent-sized audience. So with that and the traditional first novel leniency, I'll score it a two.