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This could have been a decent book. The pacing is good and the general plot is interesting, but otherwise it’s crap. The only reason I made it as far into this book as I did, was that I was on a train. I kept telling myself it could get better. “Write what you know” is a saying for a reason. The author doesn’t know very much about ANYTHING she wrote in the book. When you want to incorporate the fantastic into the real world, you need to make it believable. When her “real world” is so full of unreality, it makes the goal nearly impossible. When she needed to join the two separate main characters, she didn't do it in a thoughtful manner, she just dropped in some Deus ex machina. Out of NOWHERE one of the two parties works with a guy so intelligent “no tests could capture it”. He is able to tie together a missing brother, to a slight serge in paroles turning up missing at the beginning of the month, to a single flight that leaves about the same time of the month (which US air traffic control can’t track because it’s in the busy zone), to a “Right wing” think tank who charters that odd plane, to a professor who has worked with that group, to a suicide of one of the professor's assistants, to that assistant’s not-quite-girlfriend, because he “rescinded” WTF? an email that was sent to her slightly after his time of death, and from that surmised she is a target and the way to find the missing brother. I summed it up in a paragraph; the book took three paragraphs make all those connections. It’s my own fault, but I kept reading after that. Let’s see, the male characters are written as having stereotypical female traits. Gruff old farmer with butterflies “maniacally” flying in his stomach while meeting a younger professor on his farm. The farmer’s first thoughts are on his own age and fading handsomeness (though he still believed his “full long white hair” was still handsome. The lead character, who in less than a day barely survived being killed by an assailant twice, gets grabbed by another man, struggles for a second (but not able to break free) and her first thoughts are “Damn. He was masculine with a capital M” (her heart beat a little faster realizing this... despite running for her life a mile or so). Lastly, anything to do with technology or guns, forget about it. A computer virus that works by “eating” the pixels to the center of the screen… and then there is this gem… Which is where I decided looking out the window of the train was a better use of time… While the Navy Seal was in Afghanistan fighting a war lord known as “The Devil” he needed air support. “I dotted him. Two Sidewinder missiles blew him to pieces”. If none of that bothers you… buy and read this book. If you have a decent IQ (maybe even one that can be tested)… stay the hell away from this trash.