Panoply is a small efficient police force dedicated to maintaining the rule of democracy
among the ten thousand disparate city states orbiting the planet Yellowstone. Ingvar Tench was
one of Panoply's most experienced operatives. So why did she walk alone and virtually unarmed
into a habitat with a vicious grudge against her organisation? As his colleagues pick up the
pieces Dreyfus must face his conscience. Four years ago when an investigation linked to one
of his most dangerous adversaries got a little too personal Dreyfus arranged for Tench to
continue the enquiry by proxy. In using her - even though he had his reasons - did Dreyfus
also put her in the line of fire? And what does Tench's misadventure tell him about an enemy
he had hoped was dormant? Praise for Alastair Reynolds: 'A leading light of the new British
space opera' Los Angeles Review of Books on Alastair Reynolds 'One of the giants of the new
British space opera' io9 on Alastair Reynolds '[Reynolds is] a mastersinger of the space
opera' The Times (UK) on Blue Remembered Earth '[Reynolds] is the most gifted hard SF writers
working today' Publishers Weekly on Beyond the Aquila Rift
