Darn, don't you just hate it when you use your last credit on a book and then you have to stay up all night to listen to it? This is one of those, a can't stop read (listen). Hoping for amnesia so I can do it again.
This book is typical for an author who has made a name for him (or her) self with a few or more good books. They start pumping out books that resemble a scrambled phone book, lots of words and distractions. so much that the story tends to get lost.
Obviously I didn't like it, and, you should hear my wife....
I listened to over half of the book, and yet the plot still has not firmed up. I rarely abandon a book at such a late stage but this one tried my patience.
The backs and forths, twists and turns, made this book absorbing. The methods for getting out of tight situations were sometimes hard to swallow, but that was a small issue. It was my first by this author and I'll definitely download another.
I can't believe this is the same Frederick Forsyth who wrote Day of the Jackal and Fist of God. The reader is fine, he deserved better.