Tom Holt continues to publish delightful comic fantasies. His latest novels include a few about J. W. Wells & Co., a fairly typical bureaucratically fouled up firm, which happens to deal in magic. (The firm's name of course points to Gilbert and Sullivan's The Sorcerer.) As this latest story opens, the struggling firm has been bought out. The new owners are a mystery - but business more or less as usual continues. In particular, a new employee, Cassie Clay, is putting the final touches on a deal to save a widget factory, Hollingshead and Farren, at the cost of the owner's soul. The owner's son, Colin Hollingshead, wonders what is going on while he tries to think of a way to escape the boring job he was born to. But then he and Cassie realize, to their mutual disgust, that they are reincarnations of star-crossed lovers, and that for the sake of the universe, they must be together. But they can't stand each other! Will J. W. Wells's love philtre do the trick? Or is something more sinister going on? Perhaps the veteran employees of Wells, perhaps their most reliable workers, Connie Schwartz-Alberich and Benny Shumway, can figure out what's really going on ... It's all quite funny.
Holt has a great time satirizing business missteps, against the backdrop of the Bank of the Dead, and deals with the devil, other traditional magical devices. The plot is intricate and I'm not sure it really makes sense but Holt talks a good game and surprises the reader fairly often. The romantic leads aren't terribly romantic but they are amusing. This isn't a great novel but it's reliable fun.