animal lover, gardener, knitter, and gourmet cook
 

the good guy

Yet another Dean Koontz novel. It wasn’t really that much different than any of his other books, but, for some reason, I enjoyed it more than most. I think maybe it’s because I haven’t read a Koontz book in a while. If I read a couple of them in a row, they get a lot less interesting as pretty much all of his books have the same plot.

Anyway, if you’re in a Dean Koontz kind of mood, this one’ll do.