I tried this once before, and got nowhere slowly -- the library clock ticked down and I just returned this.
My father noted how much he'd liked a later book in the series, so I trudged to the library and re-set the clock on this (first) one. . .
I'm hesitant to put this all on the book, as II could not get any handle on it. But the breathless but bland staccato of the prose and plotting -- meant to propel the reader anxiously along, needing to learn more -- worked on me like a metronome, lulling me into a kind of readerly stasis: I'd sit and stare at a page for five minutes.