I was enjoying this for about a hundred pages. A different take from the usual on a mystery with a fire investigator looking into the death of a woman in a fire at her home in California. When I picked the book up I thought the title sounded more like an insurance company than a novel, that’ll be because the title is an insurance company (imaginary I presume). Then just as I was enjoying the story it goes all off on a KGB angle on me. In the end I think the Russian connections made reasonable sense but I didn’t enjoy it as much as I thought i was going to in the beginning, I just felt it was too big for it’s own good. And a week after reading it I’ve pretty much forgotten it all. Entertaining but nothing very special.