More fully-formed than the second book, Blindsided is a spectacular ride. I can't wait to see the final tale, despite knowing that Carlson didn't live to finish it himself. Carlson was born 364 days before I was, and his untimely passing will undoubtedly color my reading of "Battlefront." While reading Blindsided, I could still feel immersed in his writing, and the world could really use more authors of his caliber. Vonnie, Lam, Ben, Ash, and all the rest - good luck.