I so enjoyed the first book in the series. This was a real let-down. None of the twists and turns of the first novel. The good guys had too much power and were never in any real danger. A very ordinary villain who's only caught because he loses his nerve and forces a showdown. The obvious suspect: apparently guilty then proven innocent by a new-physics rabbit out of a hat. And the first book's teen heiress, who showed such promise then, proves to be a spoilt, image-conscious, superficial brat after all.
It pains me to give such a low rating to an author whose other books I've enjoyed so much, but this book felt rushed, written without love or inspiration, to satisfy a contractual obligation.