The Night Raven by Sarah Painter

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Read December 2025
Recommended for fans of new adult UF
 ★    ★    ★    

A popcorn read.

An interesting start to an urban fantasy series set in London. Lydia has come back ‘home’ to London, taking a break from a disgruntled client in her work as a PI apprentice. Her uncle offers her a place to crash and when she checks it out, she’s save from someone attempting to throttle her by a ghost who is able to materialize.

It’s an interesting start with a more unusual take on magic. There are four primary ‘families,’ each with different kinds, making it sound rather Mafia-esque but supposedly more modeled on trade groups.

“There were four magical families left in London and the Crows were the most powerful of them.”

There’s a long bit with her friend in the middle that acts to explain the world and “the Family” to the reader, which was an interesting plot choice. I would have put it somewhere closer to the beginning, if included at all. I did appreciate the friendship angle, but it didn’t feel quite as well integrated into the story.

However, Painter does a disservice by having Lydia be quite mercurial in speech and behavior; often aggressively confrontational, and then a more obsequious reconciliation approach. Is it a character trait? Immaturity? Or a writer that needs to hit certain plot points?

There’s also an insta-attraction, which I didn’t mind too much, only it is allowed to be unreasonably consummated against both characters’ stated natures (and then fall into the mercurial behavior pattern).

“‘Makes me wonder why you’d do something as stupid as come back.’
Lydia relaxed. Hostility she could deal with. ‘Did you want to go inside? Brush up on your history?’

I’ll read the second to see where it goes, but judging by other reviews, will try to let expectations go.

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Candle & Crow by Kevin Hearne. Not sure I’d crow about it.

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Read December 2025
Recommended for Kevin  Hearne fans
 ★    ★    ★    

The first book in the series, Ink & Sigil introduced the reader to a new character in the Iron Druid world, Al MacBharrais. Al soon made the acquaintance of a hobgoblin, Buck Foi, and has since been on some adventures. I skipped book two in the series because the characterization of the Iron Druid drove me bonkers in that series (Hunted), and apparently Atticus and Al end up having Adventures in Australia. Still, when I sale drove this one into my radar, I thought I would give it a shot.

I would only recommend this book for people who had read at least the first in the series. This has somewhat of the feel of fan/character service, more than a tightly woven story.In this book, Al and Buck wrap up a number of threads introduced in the first. There’s a procession of characters from the first book (and presumably second) making an appearance. The hob eventually works on becoming epic, once he sobers up. Al works on dealing with human traffickers, brokering treaty issues on the ocean, solving his curse, and helping out the American sigil agent. Morrigan works on becoming human, first on getting a lot of money to finance a castle, and then on double-dating with Al. Nadia works on starting a cult (but a nice one). And Gladys Who has Seen Some Shite is traipsing around, hoping to see things. It’s not a bad story (really, stories); it is just not a very coherent one. In an apparently tongue-in-cheek note, Al says,

“Naw, we never circled back to that. There was far too much to circle back to, in my opinion. I hadn’t heard anything from the Blue Men of the Minch or the government regarding yachts… Eli hadn’t said anything more about whatever might be bothering him in the western United States. Buck had not received any blowback as yet”

Don’t worry, fans, despite the resolutions, there’s a lot of threads left idly dangling, if Hearne wants to pull on them. Which actually makes this a little bit more frustrating. Why tie off all these different threads if you just leave new ones out there? Still, there are worse ways to spend my time.

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The Big Sleep by Raymond Chandler. Not sleepy at all.

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Read December 2025
Recommended for fans of PI mysteries
 ★    ★    ★    ★     1/2  

“It was about eleven o’clock in the morning, mid October, with the sun not shining and a look of hard wet rain in the clearness of the foothills.”

I had to pause at the opening line. That is a brilliant piece of writing. So this is why Chandler is a classic. The PI Philip Marlowe is brought into a mystery by a wheelchair-bound old man looking to protect one of his daughters.

“Her eyes rounded. She was puzzled. She was thinking. I could see, even on that short acquaintance, that thinking was always going to be a bother to her.”

The descriptions! In a line, you get a character study.

“I was fired. For insubordination. I test very high on insubordination, General.”

The worst part of this is, of course, is that its the 1930s, and we know how they felt about women and gays and people of color–you know, basically anyone who wasn’t a straight white male–back in the 1930s. Not with equality, that’s for certain.

“If you can weigh a hundred and ninety pounds and look like a fairy, I was doing my best.”

Reading, I understood why he became a classic. A leader in Noir, both beautiful and fun with language, with a private eye who mixes with the mob as easily as the police (or as poorly) and an action-packed plot. However, it is a twisty-turny mystery that makes a little sense, and that only if you accept the premise of the characterization.

“Ohls showed the motorcycle officer his badge and we went out on the pier, into a loud fish smell which one night’s hard rain hadn’t even dented.”

I lived in L.A. for four years, and I enjoyed the tour through the 1930s version of LA County. Lots of fun. If it weren’t for all the -isms, I’d probably even read it again.

“The smile came back, with a couple of corners badly bent.”

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Floating Hotel by Grace Curtis

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Read November 2025
Recommended for fans 
 ★    ★    ★    1/2   

Apparently, I am old, because literally everything I have read in the past couple months is reminding me of something else. Or I’ve just reached that phase in my reading where it is broad enough to spark familiarity. In this case, I was very much reminded of A Gentleman in Moscow, science fiction version. It wanders through a multiple of perspectives, beginning, ending, and primarily centering on the manager of a hotel spaceship navigates a circular route through the Milky Way. Carl eventually became the manager of the Grand Abeona Hotel, elegant but showing its age.

“Afterward, when people asked why he’d run away to join the hotel, Carl would shrug and say, with the muted smile that became his trademark: ‘It was love at first sight.'”

The first section feels a lot like a slice of life, meeting the various characters and getting a sense of the world. There’s some stressors around the hotel aging, as well as an upcoming conference. To add to the tension, there’s an Emperor of the Galaxy (more or less) and a journalist rebel that may or may not be at the hotel, deploying truth-telling missives into the galaxy. I liked this angle the least; it draws attention away from the individual characters into the meta-political setting without much context. It starts to feel like the author proselytizing over an organic story element.

“And then those elites, with the scars on their bellies barely healed, have the audacity to hoist up an apple and lecture their hungry subjects about their CHOICES! That is to say nothing of the Emperor, who so recently celebrated his 500th birthday, and accredits his long life to a happy quirk of MUTATION.”

The story does best when it stays small and true to its cozy roots. Focusing on the people who work in the hotel and how they came to it–and get through their days–is the most enjoyable part.

“Every job in hospitality is the hardest job in hospitality. If you’re not physically exhausted at the end of the day, you’re emotionally wrung-out, or braindead from making too many decisions. Everyone looks at everyone else with envy, wishing they could smile more or think less or sit down from time to time.”

The issue of mood became a significant challenges at the political plot evolves. Like many books that want to be cozy, it has trouble navigating the tension of antagonist and plot. The prolonged use of torture unhesitatingly removed it from the cozy vibe it had been developing.

Still, the writing is often decent. The vaguely arch tone is often amusing:

“Ooly knew that he’d never change his mind; all he needed was for his father to adjust to the name, which he did with time. People could do anything with enough time. That was one of Ooly’s core beliefs, along with Don’t judge by appearances and Everything has a reason, even if it’s a stupid reason.”

It’s definitely an imaginative, but does it tie everything together? Not quite. Re-readable? Probably. Recommended if you like interconnected character studies.

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Dreadful by Caitlin Rozakis. Not in the least.

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Read November 2025
Recommended for fans of Kingfisher
 ★    ★    ★    1/2   

“He woke up with no eyebrows and no idea how he’d gotten into such a position.

It wasn’t just that he couldn’t remember why he was lying on his back, or why there were tiny fires smoldering throughout the room. He couldn’t remember the room… He was tempted to give the owner a piece of his mind, if only he could remember who the owner was.”

A wonderful opening, solidly in the tradition of the Dark Lord parody, drawing upon Jones’ The Dark Lord of Derkholm, Vernon’s Castle Hangnail, and Wexler’s How to Become the Dark Lord and Die Trying. This one is comfortably comedic, never leaning too far into the true manifestations of evil.

“He’d clearly chosen a ridiculous name for himself, and gone well out of his way to acquire the trappings required to create a certain impression. No one stumbled on furniture that appalling by accident. His former self had put in quite the effort.”

The narrator calls himself Gav, a shortened version of his prior name, and sets about trying to discover who he was and why he would be this way. He spends a lot of time considering different aspects of nature, identity, and reform. It’s actually a rather nice introduction to the philosophy of internal change. There’s an external conflict or two to match the internal one, providing just enough pressure to keeping Gav from getting too bogged down in his head.

“He wasn’t really sure, himself. If his memories were gone, and he wasn’t going to get them back, what did he owe his old self? He didn’t even like him. So maybe he needed to focus less on trying to figure out what Gavrax would have done, and more on what Gav wanted”

It is a pleasant read, one of the better ones I’ve read this year, in a season where most books are failing to land at all. Note that it has pleasant young adult vibes, except for some sexual themes around one of the ‘evil’ characters. My thanks to Gavin (no relation) for bringing it to my attention. Rereadable.

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The Healer by Antti Tuomainen

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Read November 2025
Recommended for fans of brooding mysteries
 ★    ★    ★    ★ 

There are no healers in this book.

Coming off The Nightjar, a disaster of a read riddled with new-author/young-adult style descriptions, I was more than a little disturbed to see some of the familiar first-publication type mistakes scattered through the first few chapters. However, as the read progressed, I noticed less and less as my curiosity was piqued with the end-of-the-world scenario. What followed was a deeply moving story of a man searching for his journalist wife after she disappears. The framework reminded me of Senlin Ascends, but wasn’t nearly as irritating. The memories of their interaction were active and ranged through time, giving purposeful insight to their relationship. In fact, through asking questions about her disappearance, he discovers more about his wife’s history and professional work, fleshing her out into more than a cardboard plot element.

“How many times would I try to call her? How many times would I listen to the toneless recorded voice of the woman telling me again and again what I knew only too well? I didn’t know. Maybe events had to be repeated until the repetition produced results, or until it was useless to try.”

Tuominen imagines a near future with increasing civil breakdown through depletion of resources. Illnesses, climate disasters and economic downturns have all taken their toll on the world and the formerly stable population of Finland is fluxing. Private security forces are stepping in to replace budget-strapped police departments, leading to more inequities.

“There’s still a chance to do more good than harm here. And I am a policeman. I believe in what I do. Until I have evidence to the contrary.”

It is an all-too-plausible scenario. The dystopia, coupled with bad weather, creates a mood that resembles the front cover; obscured, grey-shaded, the silhouettes of mystery. My mood is always depression-adverse in my reading, but this remained too compelling (It may have helped that I was reading this on a sunny Caribbean island).

“Above all the noise a woman’s bright laugh sounded carefree, and stranger than anything I’d heard in a long time.”

Any more would be spoilery, I think. As Tapani searches for his wife, he does bump up against some legitimate mysteries, both small and large. It was a delicately layered book with a powerful center.

“History tells us that this kind of thing has happened many times before. Civilization blossoms and then it falls. It’s happened on this planet in our own lifetime, to millions and millions of people, even before now. But you take it harder, somehow, when it’s your own little world that’s dying.”

Warning: this book gives serious Tana French vibes, Moody, depressing, and slightly inconclusive. I don’t know if I would read it again or not, mostly because I think Tuomainen’s view of the future aligns too well with my own. Note that I did reread the end of the book, looking for more insight.

TL;DR: A cross between between The Last PolicemanSenlin Ascends and Broken Harbor.

 
 

 

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The Nightjar by Deborah Hewitt

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Read January 2025
Meh
 ★    ★     

I wanted to like it. (Interesting that we say that, right, as if are trying to convince ourselves and the dear reader that we gave a book a chance). It was the lovely cover, the promise of equally lovely language, and a new adult lead discovering her magic. I saved this for an airplane read, a time when I have less expectations and hope only for distraction, but the writing kept throwing me out of the story.

He smirked and shook his head. ‘No. We, Alice, are not wizards; we are a species.’

I mean, c’mon; what else am I supposed to do with that kind of writing? New writers tend to do two things that grate on my nerves. The first is that they seem to believe that every noun needs an adjective. The second is that they aren’t allowed to use conversational words:

Her thumb crunched the alarm button instead. Typically, given her day so far, the lift wailed like a banshee.

Just… why? Why not say ‘pushed?’ It’s like Dragon MadLibs all over again. And elevators wailing? I know the hold music is bad, but…

She smiled serenely, her gaze drifting from the cord to August’s face. He was puce.

One of the many people the author thanked for editing help really should have worked with her on her writing.

Yet, I persevered. After all, I was on a plane. Things got a little better when I realized I could hate read. I haven’t done that for a very long time, and sometimes there’s a perverse satisfaction in thoroughly deconstructing a book that isn’t working.

The lead was ridiculously young for a university graduate, incompetent and unable to manage basic skills. She’s working at her post graduation job as a researcher for a shoe company and as she is headed to her big presentation, she runs into a prophetic old woman. As another reviewer mentioned, this falls into the ‘clumsy-socially awkward-but-lovable’ trope. Not my cup of tea, but perhaps this will change as she comes into her power/destiny.

He paused, waiting for her to free the words straining at her lips.

Fly! Be free! Alas, the story worsened as the plot moved forward, contradicting itself and relying on ignorance to move the conflict forward. Though we are told the lead is a fantastic “researcher,” she is anything but someone who turns to gathering and sorting information in an effort to understand.  She would make a decision that ‘something’ needed to be done based off her limited understanding and then operate as if she could bend the world into making that happen.

Alice slumped back against the headboard. ‘However … I’m going to track down [redacted]’s necromancer,’ she announced. ‘And then I’ll force him to do my bidding. That’s my plan.’
‘I’m not sure that’s a plan,’ said Jude. ‘That’s just an idea.’
She tipped her head back. ‘Damn, I’m bad at this.’

She would decide that she was going to go and embark on a rescue without trying to understand the first thing about where she was going, reconnaissance be damned. Really, anyone over fifteen should know that’s not how it works.

Why on earth hadn’t she considered the fact that the cages might be locked? That she couldn’t just waltz in and open them by hand?

Why not indeed?

Of course there is a hate-to-love interest, and of course, she spends much of the book misinterpreting him. It was just annoying, witnessing the lead character ricochet from frying pan to fire, all because she couldn’t ask a few questions.

I did appreciate the issue with the soul–I thought that was impressive and well imagined, and I think it largely got the gravitas it deserved. However, insight doesn’t stick for long. As a relentless Big Baddie chases dear Alice, we get a magical heritage reveal and surprise! It’s not who you thought it was based on the initial chapter. Yeah, I wasn’t really surprised either. But it screws up the communication (again!) and, well, ends the story. It’s pretty much one of those endings that you know means there’s a book two. I won’t be reading it, but good luck on you if you try.

‘I’ve had enough of this,’ she raged. ‘All of it. I’m going home to check on them.’ ‘That’s not a good idea,’ said Sasha. She was standing at the top of the stairs with a grim look on her face. ‘It could be dangerous if you travel in this state. You won’t be able to concentrate properly—’ ‘I don’t care,’ Alice shouted. ‘What choice do I have? What if they’re—What if those bastards have—’ She screwed her eyes shut. Now was not the time for hysterics. She needed to keep it together. ‘Close the door, Crowley,’ she rasped.

Well, I’m definitely going home.

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Royal Gambit: A Novel by Daniel O’Malley

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Read December 2025
Recommended for fans of the aristocracy
 ★    ★   ★   1/2   

The Rook, Daniel O’Malley’s first book, was one of my favorites in 2013. It had a few problems, but on the whole, it was a creative and weird take on the supernatural investigation genre. The second, Stiletto, was a bust for me, so much so that after scrutinizing the reviews of the third, Blitz, I decided to skip it. But time heals all wounds, or at least allows for some sort of scar tissue, so I decided to go for Royal Gambit. There was a lot of it that was fun, although much like Stiletto, I would have supported some heavy editing. Far, far too much detail about aristocracy things. The brunch set-up, the different kind of tiaras, details palace, or whatever:

“Sand had been spread thickly on the cobblestones of New Palace Yard, to ease the footing of the horses and the humans and to assist the carriage in rolling smoothly. It flared bright under the hot sun.”

The basic premise is that one of those talented members of the supernatural Checquy, Alexandra Many-Hypen, aka Lady Mondegreen, is tasked with being the woman on the inside of the Royal household when she gets named as a Lady-in-Waiting. Meanwhile, the Checquy has their hands full trying to track down the Prince’s murderer. The plotting is decent, though tends to get boggy at times. In this case, part of the, well, plot, is that the Checquy just can’t get a lead, so we spend a lot of time watching them go in and out of the office and look up things on the internet. Alix’s skill is so potent that it had to be hobbled to keep the tension and danger going. That said, once events take off, it becomes more interesting. The last quarter of the book really had me paying attention.

“Crime scenes always had that feel of a place holding its breath, but private houses even more so.”

I am not a fan of the aristocracy, so I know very little about various palaces and royal-related sites in England. I did use the fun ‘look up’ feature in my e-book and discovered one of the places featured in this story was actually torn down in the 1600s or so. Probably I should have read Blitz; I had been under the impression that this story was an urban fantasy-fied contemporaneous setting, but apparently there’s an alternate-history kind of thing playing out. Maybe it would have led me to appreciate the many levels this story was different, but I doubt it.

I generally like O’Malley’s narrative voice, an arch tone that is perfect for a secret agency whose members can do unusual things like turn into a dinosaur or grow jasmine vines out of their mouths:

“Whatever approach was taken, it was all done in complete secrecy and was perfectly legal, even if in accordance to laws that were themselves completely secret.”

What is curious, yet again, is why O’Malley has a female lead and largely female cast. It’s a bit odd. There’s shopping, a tiara, ‘moaning’ over food (ugh, one of my hated markers of the manic-pixie-dream-girl, ‘woman of appetites’ stereotype), bonding over getting terribly drunk (sixteen shots??)

Would I read it again? Probably not, although I also wouldn’t call it a waste of time. Much more likely to go back and read The Rook.

 
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This Kingdom Will Not Kill Me by Ilona Andrews

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Unfinished October 2025
Recommended for fans of portal fantasies
 not rated

I grew up on portal fantasies. It was a tremendously popular trope for 1970s and 1980s fantasies, from the junior reader The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe and The Phantom Tollbooth, followed by Pamela Dean’s The Secret Country, to the terrible Thomas Covenant series, to some of Andre Norton’s Witch World, to Zelanzy’s Nine Princes in Amber and Terry Brooks’ Landover. You get the idea. It was a popular trope back then. The Andrews have thrown their own book into the ring with This Kingdom Will Not Kill Me. Despite them occasionally hitting bestseller list with their Kate Andrews series, I suspect this one will be much less successful.

It begins with a young woman, Maggie, who states in the first chapter that if this was a ‘normal’ portal fantasy, “I was meant to appear in this new world as a woman of prophecy with magic holy powers… I would be met by a prince or some high ranking and stunning noble… failing that, I could wake up in the body of the female lead…after she… died… Alternatively, I could come to in the body of the villainess… If not the heroine or the villainess, I could be their best friend.” But Maggie enters as none of these things; she “went to sleep in my apartment south of Austin and woke up in Kair Toren.”

Oh dear. I am all for meta fiction, but that is too much non-specific description of how the story could have gone. If you are going to run us through the plot scenarios, pull a Jo Walton and do a direct genre homage. However, I continued because of an interesting hook: in chapter two, she dies and revives. Django Wexler had a lot of fun with that in How to Become the Dark Lord and Die Trying, so I was encouraged with the potentially fun angle. The other hook to this story and it’s accompanying metaness is that Maggie seems to have stepped into the beginning of her favorite–but unfinished–fantasy series. It turns out the first plot line they suggested to us will be the one they follow: a woman of prophecy.

Well, alright. So I follow along and it seems we are doing a sort of story-within-a-story framework (never my favorite; see Horowitz) only instead of Maggie telling the original story, she provides a plot summary and then outlines possible actions based on what happened in the book.

“That subplot was the first time in my life I had screamed at a book. She was this cool, powerful woman who wanted nothing to do with the swamp that was the political underbelly of Kair Tonen, and the narrative had crushed her in the worst, most painful way possible. Galiene was one of the reasons I needed the third book to come out. I wanted my vengeance, damn it.” So she gives Galine some advice: “You will die in a fire, bleeding and hugging your daughter’s lifeless body. You must bring her into the Garden. Hreban cares about public opinion and won’t risk attacking it directly. Don’t wait. Go right now.”

Well, this could work, potentially. Except the pattern that is used in chapter three and four–current plot event, historical book significance, and future book plotting–tends to be how Andrews approaches every single plot point. Renting a private room, seeing a thief punished, meeting with the king of thieves: all are described through that triplicate structure before it meandering into action. It makes it extremely slow going. Worse, the fact that we are getting the plot of an imaginary book as recounted by a character in this book means we can’t form our own conclusions. We are literally being told what happens and how Maggie interprets it. Jasper Fforde used this to some effect with his Thursday Next series, but instead of an imaginary book, he relied on the reader’s familiarity with such classics as Jane Eyre. Using a familiar story provides the reader with a sense of anticipation–we know how the plot of Jane Eyre goes; what will this author do with it? This technique works better with a more simplistic mythic story such as Guy Gavriel Kay uses in The Finovar Tapestry series, but this story of Kair Toren is too complex.

So, dear reader, I made it to 35% before I quit. I was just having a hard time caring about this mythical story within a story, even as told by someone who was passionate about it. Oh, and I didn’t go into it, but Maggie meets at least three different men that seem to be attracted to her. I might have eyerolled a bit.

I do have book OCD, so I jumped ahead to the last few chapters to get a sense of which kind of portal fantasy this was–was it the kind where the heroine returns to Earth? The parallel universe? Or a settle in? I won’t spoil the answer, but I will share one very strong personal peeve: there’s a cliffhanger ending. A big one. I was seriously irritated and disappointed, because in all their series, I felt like Andrews have done a decent job finding an endpoint that still leaves the reader wanting more. This endpoint… wow. You only do this kind of ending if you are a budding author pushing out your first novella for free and wanting your reader to buy the second.

Despite my strong love for the Katie Daniels series and the first of the Hidden Legacy series, this is one that I can’t recommend. I suspect it will be a hard sell for even the hard core Andrews fans.

 

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Night Owl by Andrew Mayne

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Read January 2025
Recommended for airport thrillers
 ★    ★   1/2   

I’ve been a in a reading slump for a bit and one of the ways I sometimes can break myself out is by jumping genres. I have enjoyed Mayne’s Underwater Investigation Unit series, so I thought I’d give this a shot. It was entertaining enough. I didn’t particularly appreciate the opening chapter from a couple of hired killer’s point of view. It is a cheap technique to up the emotional stakes (killing a woman for money!) before we even meet the main characters. Aside from that it did a great job of staying on task and keeping the narrative focused on the hero-protagonist viewpoint (empathetically not a grey moral character).

This is a new series for Mayne, with a man who has retired from an unnamed agency struggling with loss of a child. While I mostly bought into the ‘retirement’ angle, for better or for worse, the grief angle felt mostly for plot purposes, providing a way for the main characters to meet and a reason for Trasker to get involved. This feels like Mayne’s attempt at writing an airport thriller akin to Lee Childs or… or who escapes me, because I don’t usually read spy thrillers. When I want something easily digestible, I tend towards the lone detective thrillers, so I’m a little out of my wheelhouse. I thought it escalated nicely, though i found the last quarter of the book increasingly bizarre.

I’ve found Mayne to be a decent writer, good at building scene and structuring plot. Usually his cast of characters are decent, with the main character getting the most development, but here, Trasker remains largely unknown. This extends to the rest of the cast as well. When things start happening, as they always do, it’s hard to feel much consequence or loss. It feels like a missed opportunity to bring something deeper into the story.

At the end of the day, this has solid vibes of a decently written airport thriller, spy subcategory. I wasn’t impressed enough to pick up another Trasker and will instead return to his Underwater Investigation series.

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