Devil's Pocket by John Dixon
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
The first book in this series read like Matthew Reilly did The Maze Runner. This one reads more like James Rollins doing James Dashner doing The Hunger Games. That might just be the best way to describe this epic mashup of Roman-esque gladiator fights in the modern day (at least one of which required Carl to fight with a broken arm - dear God) and numerous references to Greek gods, Viking funerals, and Dante, and impending apocalyptic doom - not only from the volcano that gives this book its name, but also from the ever-escalating schemes of Stark and his masters, the Few (among whose members I wouldn't be surprised if there were members of previous Omniscient Councils of Vagueness in fiction, like the Guild, or the 1% of the 1% - including Whiterose - from Mr. Robot.)
The plot threads are mostly tied up neatly at the end, but there's definite room for a sequel. So I really hope Mr. Dixon makes this a trilogy at least - and that we don't end up having to wait as much as 18 months or more for the next book!
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