I’m grateful to Koontz for jumping right into the story. I’m sure he could have spent more time explaining the first novel in a way that would seem natural and unobtrusive, but I’m glad he didn’t. I already love Odd. I’m already rooting for him. I don’t need another introductory chapter like we had in the first novel to be captivated.
As for the story, Forever Odd is a wonderfully enthralling supernatural thriller that measures up in action to the first. Odd’s friend has been kidnapped, and Odd must use his psychic magnetism to find and rescue him. I won’t reveal who the villain is, but suffice it say it’s a creepy villain indeed.
I particularly enjoyed the setting of the novel; Koontz puts most of the action in underground drainage tunnels and an abandoned casino long destroyed by fire. Following Odd as he trudges through dark caverns or scales empty elevator shafts was a fun ride indeed.
Forever Odd lacks the emotional punch of the first novel. This isn’t a complaint, just an observation. Had the humble fry cook experienced another loss as great as the first, I would have been too traumatized to continue with the series. As it is, I’m ready and eager for book three.