I read about two thirds of this but could not for the life of me finish the novel. One of the dullest, most lifeless prose I’ve ever read, at least since John Peel’s previous book, Timewyrm: Genesis. Sam is reduced to just getting jealous of other capable women around the Doctor, which is in line with her character, but she’s also very capable in her own right. The supporting cast is frustratingly bland and if I’m being honest most of them blend together in my mind. I don’t much mind the fact this whole novel is a canon plaster, but it’s not a good book in its own right.