A review of Laurell K. Hamilton’s ‘Circus of the Damned’ chapter thirty nine


The chapter starts out with one page of Anita’s drive through St. Louis. It is dull.

It then continues with two pages of describing the journey through the countryside outside St.Louis. Nothing happens.

The lamia turned round to face me. She was smiling, positively beaming. She was too damn cheerful. Something was wrong. Nobody was this cheery unless they wanted something. Something big.

Guess I have to start being suspicious of my mother then. Or my best friends.

The car stops at some house in the middle of nowhere, and everyone gets out. It’s all rocky and shit, and a henchman falls over but Anita is like a mountain goat and neatly scrambles over the rocky ground. Melanie, the lamia, has to be picked up because she can’t be bothered to take her shoes off. They’re headed to a waterfall (which are near St. Louis)  and go to the cave behind it.

BUT SHOCK HORROR –

Mr. Oliver isn’t there, it’s Aztec Joe!

dramatic shock

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