I can't imagine how it must feel coming toward the end of this after so long. If I'd been a reader right from the beginning I would already be feeling utterly bereft.

Another oh-so-powerful part. "Lester recognised the rider as Lyle, with a determined-looking Oliver Leek clinging to his waist with one arm while in his other hand he brandished a pistol. If the circumstances had been different, Lester would have been amused by the incongruity of the sight, but with the ARC overrun by murderous clones and creatures out of a nightmare, there wasn’t much room left for humour." - worth whatever price for admission alone.