Gravely disappointed. Huge fan of the Russell/Holmes books, and especially appreciative of the mounting gravity of the last few, I found this engaging and humorous at first, but then the flabby and loosely detailed plot began to bore me. The cutesiness of some of the humor irritated me. The individual characterizations did hold my interest but ultimately there was no pay-off for sticking with them as few were ever fully baked. King scattered some lovely ingredients all about but forgot what recipe she may have originally intended. If she did intend one. This lighter side of Russell may have been fun to write, and there were moments fun to read, but the ludicrous ending suggested nothing to me but what I had begun to suspect about 150 pages back. A successful formula for a series is often worth sticking with. I missed the intensity of the plot lines that preceded this one and I missed the highly detailed interactions between Holmes and Russell.
This is my first read for R.I.P. VI.