This is the second half of a story began in, For Maria, the previous volume, which you can read a review of here.
We’re pretty far into this Cinebook series, and we’ve reviewed enough of them for you to know the score by now.
Van Hamme’s plotting is brilliant. In turn tense and claustrophobic and over the top widescreen, James Bond style action sequences.
Vance’s art is detailed and kinetic.
Even XIII’s sidekick, Major Jones gets more to do here than just moon about over him.
And yet again, Van Hamme proves himself the absolute master of drip feeding information to the reader, as we simultaneously uncover more truths about XIII’s past while finding even more unanswered questions.
This is a fine line to walk, and I’m not sure how long the series can go on doing this before credulity is stretched too far. But then again, it could be argued that in a spy story and world spanning and over the top as this one, credulity was never going to be something the reader should be brining to the table.
Whatever that case, this is a cracking read.