The embattled heroine leaves London, and with it all the cool psychic gang members with their amazingly ornate Victorian titles… but fear not, she is now in Paris where the psychic underworld figures have amazingly ornate French titles. I liked that she and the love interest are finally on equal footing instead of uncomfortably trapped within the various power imbalances that have defined their relationship in the previous books, but annoyingly, they’re still playing will-they-or-won’t-they with the trust dynamic. Some pretty interesting developments in the interdimensional vampire front as well. Shannon badly needs an editor but, four books in, the series finally seems to be moving in a coherent direction.