Very Bad Things are done to them. Meanwhile, two experienced operatives with both brawn and brains are enlisted by Coll and Bent's geek buddies and they and the pastor head straight into a humdinger of a climax set at the posh Hollywood digs of a slimy porn lord who is introducing Lacey to the world as his latest fold-out star. The last hundred pages or so of this epic are a tour de force. Thanks to Garton's writing, the reader has invested a lot in the characters so one can't help but start hyperventilating with anxiety when the author revs up and goes into overdrive at the action-packed end. Garton doesn't stint.
People are maimed, people die.
By the end the reader is literally trembling with fear and hope. Garton is very careful not to exploit his potentially lurid plot. It is obvious he wishes to convey nothing but the villainy of his pedophilic monsters and to condemn these perversions. This caution prevents Garton from providing true dimension to their demented characters. Dr. Corbus, the mastermind, is barely more than a cartoon figure.