The Genesis Wave, Book 3 (Star Trek: The Next Generation)

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Summary: An unnecessary chapter in this drawn out saga.
Review: Why add on a completely needless epilogue to a perfectly good two book arc? I knew this installment was in trouble when, strictly for the sake of starting a new storyline, the sole survivor of the genocidal aliens of the first two books does something utterly out of character. She (do weeds even have a gender?) gives a portable Genesis device to a Bajoran priest. Why? Don't ask me. But the stench of Flop Sweat rolls off the pages in waves. Things briefly look up in the second chapter when the crew of the Enterprise investigate a derelict ship, only to confront Lovecraftian horrors lurking within it. Then it all falls apart again, with Vornholt stumbling between the uninteresting chase for the Genesis Suitcase and the Enterprise crew facing the space/time rift and the horrors it births. Neither storyline compliments the other, in fact it feels too much like two different novels cut and pasted together. Even more depressing is how foolishly the crew behaves this time out. You would think the Moss Creatures of Books One and Two would not need mind controlling spores with a group this dense. The idea that whole planets are defended by these dolts is more terrifying than the monsters crawling out of the rift. I cannot even recommend this tired entry to the die hard Trek fans.