It is not often in my reading when I come across a completely new writing style. This book is written in a weird combination of Lee Child’s short staccato sentences combined with sudden changes in point of view characters – it can be hard to follow. This really odd style together with a spelling mistake in the first few pages almost had me give up on the book, but I decided to push through. I guess I am glad that I did.
The book is about a train ride and a heist but also it seems to be about America and its beauty and shortcomings. There are some really awkward interactions, a mystery villain, some believability problems, and a few red herrings.
By the end of the back I was satisfied with the resolution (that still seemed a little forced). I don’t think I’ll read any other books by this author, though. Not on my recommended list!
Next I am reading The Hands of the Emperor by Victoria Goddard.
