Ask yourself, is it plausible that the CEO of a billion dollar
defence contractor would suggest, in an audience consisting not
only of other CEOs, but a senior Pentagon staffer and an analyst
for the CIA, that a Presidential candidate should be assassinated?
Or that the director of the FBI would tell a foreign national
in the employ of the arch-villain that the FBI was about to
torture one of her colleagues?
I'm not going to bother with the numerous typos and factual
errors—any number of acronyms appear to have been
rendered phonetically based upon a flawed memory. The whole
book is one big howler, and picking at details is like brushing
flies off a decomposing elephant carcass. The writing is
formulaic: like beginners' stories in a fiction workshop, each character
is introduced with a little paragraph which fingerpaints the
cardboard cut-out we're about to meet. Talented writers, or
even writers with less talent but more experience, weave
what background we need to know seamlessly into the narrative.
There is a great deal of gratuitous obscenity, much of which
is uttered in contexts where I would expect decorum to prevail.
After dragging along for 331 pages devoid of character development
and with little action, the whole thing gets wrapped up in the
the final six preposterously implausible pages. Perhaps,
given the content, it's for the best that there is plenty of
white space; the average chapter in this mass market paperback
is less than five pages in length.