Richardson can definitely write a rattling good tale, with page-turning suspense that never slows down. [T]he horrors of shell shock, poison gas, and international machinations that we’re learning about a century after the Great War, make Richardson’s additions to the landscape seem just one small step further in danger and darkness. And Poldek Tacit, a violent but oddly honorable version of Graham Greene’s “whisky priest,” is a perfect fit in this world gone mad.

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