I've been working my way through Cadle's natural disaster books, and this is probably my least favorite so far. There simply aren't enough characters for me to feel truly invested, and although I'd agree with Cadle (in his afterword) that fire is probably the scariest natural disaster, I didn't really *feel* that while reading the book. Of course, it might have something to do with the fact that I read it this week, as LA is on fire in a way we haven't seen for decades. I live in CO, and wildfires are also a very big threat here (we've had two devastating blazes in the past few years -- one in Marshall/Louisville, which destroyed many homes in December, and another in Grand Lake, which also destroyed many homes, including our extended family's cabin). But I just didn't get sucked into the tension in this book for some reason.