Now I understand better the character Corso. It has an excellent camped lean wolf without passion, without morals, surprised by anything, great great grand son of an old soldier of the Grand Army, gradually unraveling the riddle hidden in three manuscripts that have the power, they say one, to show Satan if we meet them.
Corso is a fabulous night companion of those who are provoking a second in their lanes universe, hotel rooms, painful memories, of counter friendships, old books and bibliophiles devoured by their original editions Venetian, France vellum, high margin, title printed on the iron skin to brown.
A slight damper on the description of some female characters, I do not tell you why, it's minor, you see. The fallen angel Irene Adler is still successful.
Beautiful writing, good story, A. Perez Reverte takes us gleefully to the gates of hell.