Ten chapters later, nothing has happened. I mean, plenty has happened. But much in line with Riven’s other books: a lost treasure to recover, Preacher as the only guy on the planet who can decipher the mysterious clues to its resting place, bad guys get in the way… guns, chases, desperate circumstances… nothing out of the ordinary. Except maybe for the way the story has grabbed me. Even if I wasn’t trying to find the secret answer to my failed love life in this book, I wouldn’t have been able to put it down.
With a frustrated sigh, I move on to the next chapter. Unwisely, I’m thrilled when Preacher finds the panther cub and takes it with him. That was my idea. Then I curse myself for having helped Riven come up with such a good idea. With my heart in my throat, I keep reading as Preacher
