So this little elitist club was never bothered and prospered, now forming the new rising powers and influential. Carl, he's intrigued but not really motivated. Only when his superiors try to chill it will seriously get involved in this sordid affair. He has noticed that the only woman in the group, complicit in their vices, disappeared from circulation and would re-emerged as SDF around the station. He commissioned Assad for contact, however they are not the only ones on the trail because his former cronies are determined to get their hands on this Kimmie. The key to the puzzle?
As much as I enjoyed finding the characters, the department V, all the little secrets of each other, follow the stories that unfold in the shadow, so I was fairly excited about the criminal intrigue in itself . Too murky, polluted with sordid details, distilling a stale suspense, playing with our heartstrings, brief investigation is not particularly thrilling. Moreover, the author exaggeratedly blackened portrait men to shoot, which accentuates the feeling of discomfort. So damper on the plot and armholes, but I hope that the third volume will resume the bull by the horns.