This wasn't my favorite Sackett book so far. The story involved a lot of travelling cross country and I had a hard time visualizing the landscapes. He'd often have to make some arduous trek but it would be over in a page or two so it didn't convey the sense of space. The story ended sort of abruptly without much closure too. Hopefully the next Sackett book provides some closure, but so far characters from previous books are barely mentioned. I wish he'd spend a little more time describing the world, and less time monologuing about how sometimes men have to kill each other.