i'm sorry i really could not get into this story for what ever reason. I went back to it a few times i'm sorry i put in for this book . Thank you for your time.

The First World War is over. The time for ceasing the fire has already been fixed and an English and a German battalion are battling the last battle, plus for the morale then pledge, a small castle. The Germans retreat and an officer, Baron, enters the castle attracted by the notes of a piano playing some typical British military marches. The officer runs through the corridors until he arrives at a salon where he presents himself in front of a surreal scene: a beautiful woman who wears an evening dress, dead without any apparent injury, and a German general, also dead, with a bayonet wound in his chest and his head reclined on the piano. Baron shakes the head of the man and what he sees fills hhum with horror, for the dead man is his dear friend, in turn British officer Gerard Bretherton, who everyone call G.B.
From this premise begins the narration of a strange story, written first from the point of view of Baron and then of G.B., which is both faithful account of the horrors of the First World War written by a man who lived it in the first person and a keen psychological thriller that blends spy-story with a mystery that seems to have been taken by Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr Hyde.
The rude and somewhat unusual language at first makes reading difficult, but once you become accustomed it becomes one of the plus of the novel.
I thank Casemate Publishers for giving me a free copy in exchange for an honest review.