A couple of years ago, I read Dekker's trilogy, Black, Red, and White. I looked forward to another good read. This was not it. Many times I had trouble believing the lengths to which the characters went to achieve their goals. The timing and good fortune was also incredible. I realise the obsession involved, but this was too far-fetched and unbelievable.
By the end of part one, I really did not look forward to part two (like I currently look forward to part two of Odd Thomas by Dean Koontz). I finished this book only because I had it with me and I had a four hour drive.
On the positive side, it was generally unoffensive as far as language and situations.
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