I'm a huge fan of Koontz, but I have to admit: sometimes, he drops a stinker. Your Heart Belongs to Me was...one such, but I digress. This novel is Koontz's finest. I say that as a stary-eyed fan and as a hard-boiled reader. What makes this book so wonderful is its ending, which leaves us wondering. The action in between wasn't too shabby, either. The religious cult brought to mind the Charles Manson Family, and I love that Dean crafted realistic fanatics, not the hellfire-and-brimstone-children-of-the-corn-carrie's-mother bullshit we've been spoon fed over the years. I say read this now.