I am not sure quite what went wrong for me with this book. It looks just my type of thing. A man comes round covered in blood in Budapest with no memory of himself. It looks like it might be about supernatural things or angels and demons......... Frankly I got bored. I did not finish it, it was very slow, I think, no literary tension to keep me reading. I was not invested in the character and frankly I did not care what happened to him. A great shame. Does anyone else have any views?