Far and away, Engineering Chief Camille Rey is the star of the show in this second installment of Nicola Claire's Sector Fleet sci-fi romance series. I love the idea of a gorgeous Frenchwoman with the mouth of a midshipman serving as the brilliant and instinctual version of Star Trek's Scotty. She is laid out with some stereotypical French mannerisms (rapidly talking to herself in anger is one), and mix that with a little haughtiness and copious self-confidence, and I had certain expectations of this character - and then Camille moved way, way beyond them. She thinks quick on her feet, tempers suspicion with candor, and knows when to grasp on to what is important in life. I really liked this woman. And so did hottie British Captain Noah Vaughan.
In tone, he reminded me a smidgen of the hero in the first book in the series, Capt. John Jameson, albeit with an English accent and a little more decorum on the bridge. Well, more decorum until the malfunctioning AI pulled an "out of the mouths of babes" moment. From that point on Noah simply embraced the suck and did the job that had to be done, regardless of his personal pride. It was a sublimely hilarious moment. I laughed out loud. Which was good because the tension in the novel needed a little relief.
The Chariot, ostensibly under the command of Captain Vaughan, is experiencing sabotage and systems anomalies. Camille is on task, but the situation is disintegrating rapidly with a distressing loss of life. I don't want to say too much, because the mystery is a big part of the excitement and suspense, but if you read book one, it isn't giving it away to say that The Chariot is experiencing its own set of AI problems. Vela is not Pavo. And Camille and Noah do not react to the rogue AI in the same way that Jameson and Ana did in book one. Which I loved! Thank you, dear author, for NOT rehashing reactions and situations and making carbon copies of characters.
Speaking of not rehashing, be prepared for a dial-up of the heat. Noah does a turn at arrogance, mightily proud of his ability to morph the proud and temperamental Camille into a pile of goo in his bed, and on his desk, and in his ready-room chair. When this Brit decides on a lusty course of action, he does it with gusto, plus on a personal side his character continuously surprised me with his less than stereotypical reactions. The love scenes are good-natured, and I was unprepared for that. I was grinning and fanning myself at the same time. Camille and Noah are equals, and they thrive on it.
Secondary characters are more minimal in this book, and I missed them somewhat. But even they are not carbon copies of book one, although the chain of command and the interactions between military, corporate and civilian structures are similar. Plus, Nicola Claire manages to sneak in a little philosophical debate on the merits and meaning of freedom, choice and privacy. This is a new book, and a new, bright daylight cycle controlled by computers in a tin can in space. But there is darkness ahead for the fleet traveling to New Earth.
This book had it all: fun, romance, adventure, suspense and a few moments where I stilled and thought about the value of democracy.
Book source: Kindle Unlimited.