Apparently I have a tendency to pick up books with obscure, 14th Century, culty, church history in them. I don't go out of my way to find it. And this time I was a bit blindsided by it. But here we are. Be warned people, I am a magnet for boring, unnecessary, possibly made up theology. Yay.

There is not much else to say about this book without giving it away (although I am not sure you can). It's so short, yet it took me a month to read it.

I will say this, this book is not a whodunnit, no matter what the blurbs imply. It's not a crime noir novel, as the first chapter suggests. And it's not really a doomsday novel. I'm still not sure what the point at all was...