Midway through this book, I had to stop reading it. I have tortured myself in finishing Robinson's other books. See my 1-star reviews of "To the Death," "Diamondhead," "Ghost Force," and "Scimitar SL-2." Every one of those books were not worth the hours I spent on them. This one, I had to call it quits.
Robinson fancies himself as a thriller writer with knowledge of how intelligence is collected and analyzed by different agencies across the world. Here's the part I stopped reading at. There is an "intercept" of a phone call with the acronym MCM, and what looks like a street address. The premise is that the bad guys are Islamic fundamentalists. The receiver of this message immediately knows that this is a street address of an Islamic center in Mexico. However, in the totally idiotic world that Robinson lives in, the entire NSA, CIA, and British intelligence can't come up with the same conclusion. I guess they fired all their middle-eastern analysts. My first thought was, "Hello! Google the damn thing! Search for <MCM AND street address> and see what comes up!!"
And AGAIN - Robinson writes dialogue that no one in their right mind ever speaks. NO one talks like people in his books. It is so plainly dumb that I feel my IQ slipping points every time I turn the page. I remember Hardy Boys being better written.
Mr. Robinson - do you ever venture here to read these reviews? A piece of advice: Please spend a few weeks at a writing clinic. You need help with dialogue, plot development, pacing, grammar.. heck.. just in how to write.
I hope the bad guys got caught in the end, and America survives the latest assault on its freedom. Its too late for us to be saved from the pen of Mr. Robinson.