"[WOLFHOUND CENTURY] captures its world with absolute conviction. Mirgorod is a city of crumbling infrastructure and frightened people, but it is also a living, breathing, and very much vital place, that lives in its narrow streets and filthy river and in the overwhelming sense of cold that becomes more oppressive every time somebody shivers in daylight or huddles in a doorway for protections. There's brutality and heroism in equal portions." --- SciFi Magazine on Wolfhound Century Investigator Vissarion Lom has been summoned to the capital in order to catch a terrorist --- and ordered to report directly to the head of the secret police. A totalitarian state, worn down by an endless war, must be seen to crush home-grown insurgents with an iron fist. But Lom discovers Mirgorod to be more corrupted than he imagined: a murky world of secret police and revolutionaries, cabaret clubs and doomed artists. Lom has been chosen because he is an outsider, not involved in the struggle for power within the party. And because of the sliver of angel stone implanted in his head.