From Publishers Weekly
When a client disappears after leaving her husband and children for a man she met on the Internet, New York psychologist Andi Lawrence plunges into the digital world. Freighting his plot with a load of computer imagery (corridors, avatars, hub centers, teleporters, windows and chat rooms), Watkins (Virus) conjures up a nightmarish vision of technology run amok. Online, Andi "meets" Grant Kingsley, handsome widower and California horse trainer. Swapping e-mail (and quoting each other's lines at numbing length), they fall in love. ("You can't know what it means to see those words here on my screen.") When she flies to California to meet her lover, however, it is not Grant who turns up but handsome Colin, who, having intercepted Andi and Grant's letters, has substituted his own picture for Grant's. Colin is the mastermind and chief recruiter for a Singapore computer firm that turns young women into cyborg-like computer processors. Grant, helped by one of Colin's victims who has an unrequited crush on him, uncovers the evil scheme and sets out to free Andi from Colin's desert stronghold. Conveniently, Grant is an ex-Navy SEAL. After much violence, the good guys win. Watkins's novel is suitably suspenseful and spiked with some impressively horrid imagery. But the computer hell he envisions is too far-fetched to convince computerphiles and too bizarre to play effectively upon the fears of most computerphobes.
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From Kirkus Reviews
A third try at genre-jumping from computer/sex/romance/hi-techie Watkins (Virus, 1995, etc.)--a hokey, sentimental, but up-to-the-minute story of love, death, depravity, and software abuse on the Internet, Can one find true love on the Internet? Watkins dedicates his bouncy tale to those who have, informing us that the tender e-mail that he attributes to his fictional heroine Andrea Lawrence was actually written by his own wife during their Internet courtship. So it is foreordained that Lawrence, a beautiful psychologist curious about the addictive effect of Internet chat rooms, will, in the parlance of the Internet, hyperlink with Grant Kingsley, a rugged former Navy SEAL now working as a horse trainer on a California dude ranch. Lawrence is on the rebound from a bad relationship; Kingsley, a superdad to his teenage son Todd, is still haunted by his wife's death in a car accident. Kingsley and Lawrence meet in the Hall of Sadness, a computer-generated chat room with walls, doors, secret passageways and avatars--cartoon stand-ins that mask the chatters' identities. Nature, if not technology, would freely take its course for the lovers if not for Sue5, a part human/part computer intelligence enslaved by the sadistic boss of a supersecret hi-tech laboratory that kidnaps Internet lovers, literally plugs them into computers, and sells their services to businesses (and government organizations) that need lightning-fast data processing. Will true love help Kingsley and Lawrence escape being kidnapped by the villains and reduced to ``human interfaces''? Will love cause Sue5 to pity the pair, hack her boss to pieces, and help Kingsley use his SEAL talents to rescue Lawrence and blow the lab sky high? A passable fantasy that confuses technologically-assisted social pathology with a sane life. Too contemporary for science- fiction fans, and the reliably described Internet procedures are in danger of growing obsolete by the time the book reaches paperback. --
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