Another dame fine Peter Grant book. Peter spends the entire book without Nightingale, relying on his own smarts and abilities. There are a variety of things I loved that I want to burble about, but they'd all be spoilers, so I'll contain myself. It's suspenseful, smart, interesting, the characters have heart -- and just so funny. OK, one spoiler: At one point he's a passenger in a car driven by someone who is temporarily parted from the iPod, so the music playing is from a CD. It is Queen's Greatest Hits.