It begins just before Christmas in Barcelona in 1957, one year after Daniel and Bea from THE SHADOW OF THE WIND have married. They now have a son, Julian, and are living with Daniel's father at Sempere & Sons. Fermin still works with them and is busy preparing for his wedding to Bernarda in the New Year. However something appears to be bothering him.
Daniel is alone in the shop one morning when a mysterious figure with a pronounced limp enters. He spots one of their most precious volumes that is kept locked in a glass cabinet, a beautiful and unique illustrated edition of The Count of Monte Cristo. Despite the fact that the stranger seems to care little for books, he wants to buy this expensive edition. Then, to Daniel's surprise, the man inscribes the book with the words 'To Fermin Romero de Torres, who came back from the dead and who holds the key to the future'. This visit leads back to a story of imprisonment, betrayal and the return of a deadly rival.
As thrilled as I am at the prospect of another trip back to Sempere and Son and the cemetery of Forgotten Books, I dread it too.
Nothing can be as perfect as Shadow was. Nothing. The Angels Game failed. I think perhaps I could have loved it if I read it first, but I didn't. I read Shadow first and fell head over heels.
As we left it, we got (somewhat) the happy ending. I'm afraid if we go back, characters I love may be lost, or tainted.
Its such a double edge thingamajig.