John Corey was his usual sarcastic self and didn't disappoint, but this plot was pretty expected. And Mr. Demille needs to find a synonym for the words "reply" / "replied" - he used them at least 300 times in this book..so many times that I was distracted by counting the number of repetitions. It was a good book to take to bed and put me to sleep.
The obvious was overlooked. The editor should be fired. For anyone that is into to the mystery/suspense would have seen the "flaws" in this book after the first few chapters. In addition the narrator [S. Brick] was a joke. It was like listening to a cartoon character. However, the plot and story line was good enough to feel like "I wasn't ripped off" in buying this book.
I read Night Fall, The Lion's Game and The Lion in that order. The first two were great (especially Night Fall), but DeMille should have quit after The Lion's Game. It was just the right touch to leave people with the ending in their own minds.
I really like the character Cory in all the books. I think DeMille has captured the essence of a New York detective pretty effectively. But this book had Cory in countless boring meetings describing the boring nature of the meetings. Even Scott Brick, who was phenomenal in all of the other books, failed us here. Everyone sounded exactly the same and it was not good. The book does pick up near the end and it has one unexpected twist, but not enough to defeat the very didactic ending. Also, in this book Ahsad Khalil lacks any depth and there is not nearly enough of what was going on in his mind.
Worth it? I suppose, but I think this was a book DeMille did not really want to write.
First 10 chapters: exciting
Next 36 chapters: really really boring, coupled with more than the usual snarky John Corey commentary, a recipe for tediousness...
Last few chapters: A crack ATTF officer being an idiot.
Plus, the usually superb Scott Brick being not superb.
I have enjoyed all of the Corey books and DeMille. However, this one seemed to have so much unnecessarily graphic violence that it detracted from the story. Still - more John and Kate!
I enjoy the author. Having said that, his persistent use of adolescent sarcasm reminds you of a failed comedian who is clueless as to why he has failed. This well known narrator also uses such a tedious style of interpreting the main character that you want to blow your own brains out by the end of the book.
DeMille is one of my favorite authors, Brick is my very favorite male narrator and John Corey is the type of guy I want to marry. And, yeah, I know he's a fictitious character. I found the book suspenseful. There are certain things we know will happen, but don't know how or when. The story brought home how 9/11 affected New Yorkers more than the rest of the country. While I did enjoy the book on the whole, there were aspects that bothered me. 1. It was never explained how Khalil knew about the skydiving appointment. I couldn't help but think that had to have been obtained from someone close to the Coreys. 2. In some parts, the book was very close to crossing the line between thriller and gore. But perhaps I'm just squeamish. 3. Brick's narration was inconsistent. After listening for a few minutes, I did check to see if it was Brick narrating. This one started out monotone, overwrought, with a cadence that annoyed me. It was as though Brick's voice had aged. But from time to time, his "regular" John Corey voice came through. 4. Corey's smartass remarks went a little too far, even for me. 5. Overboard on the unPC jokes. We get it, Corey is unPC. But it was a good enough story that I was able to enjoy the book and narration. It was like watching Albert Pujols at bat, anticipating a home run and settling for a solid base-hit.
I LOVED the first book and I am a huge Nelson DeMille fan, but this one just didn't do it for me. It had a harder edge than the first book, but less action in my opinion. There was a lot of needless F-Bombs dropping too. It was just OK for me.
The original Lion's Game had an awkward balance to it. You could, at the very least, see that violence is a spiral. This book takes violence and the emotional content in a World Wrestling Federation direction.
DeMille now tells us what to think at every turn, and the universe is now black and white. Corey is now a Lee Child character, all alone, but always the smartest thing around. Well, Jack Reacher isn't a law enforcement professional, I guess, so the stretch for Corey is inane. The points are hammered home with a pile driver, with endless passages devoted to the rawest of emotions.
The books used to be very funny. Now they are very heavy handed. I've reached the end of the line with DeMille, but I heartily recommend anything before Wild Fire, the Gate House, and the utterly miserable The Lion. I didn't get through half.