I don't know about the book, but the audiotape was tedious and uninteresting, the only redemption coming from Dick Hill's narration....it's amazing how many voices he did on this audiotape....but that's how many characters there are, tripping over each other's feet, as it were. Well, there's Dr. Alan Gregory and his wife, Lauren, the protagonists sort of, but don't forget Emma, who is an intern under Laura in the Boulder (Colorado?) D.A.'s office, where Laura is a D.A. Then there's the polices, Scott Malloy and a veteran whose name I can't recall. Then there's Emma's private security, a guy who used to work for the Secret Service but ends up shot and run over by the villain, J.P. Morgan. Heard that name somewhere before, have we? J.P. Morgan is a financial partner with Ethan Hahn, an inventor who has found a way to transduce bodily movements into bits, which sounds something like EMR or tomography. But anyway, Ethan gets a little carried away and wears the transducer while he's making love to Emma (it's a long story). Then there's Raul Estevez and his wife, another shrink (like Gregory). Did I leave anybody out? Like I said, tedious and contrived. What ever happened to creativity? I don't mean dreaming up fantastic, totally improbable circumstances to drive a plot, but real inventiveness. Well, that's not Stephen White's concern, I suppose. And why should it be? In a 100 years, who will care one way or the other? Diximus.