I enjoyed this book, but now it's over. My urge to read thriller non fiction has been satisfied, probably for a few years.

I was interested, but not blown away. Is that because thrillers have gotten so much more exciting in the past 20 years, since this book came out? I will find out. I checked out the first 4 episodes of the first season of 24 from the library yesterday. Weirdly enough, I just now connected my strange sudden attraction to fictional thrillers to each other. Hmmm... I wonder what it means.

I also had a dream the night before last that my husband was arrested for attempted rape, after I fell asleep reading this book. I should really apologize to him, because he's far from a rapist. He would much, much more likely launder money or something. Maybe blackmail, extortion...but not rape. Then it turned out he was into all sorts of bad stuff. I visited him in prison a few times. I think he was a mobster. Then I went to church. I was mad, because he's always gone with the military and I take the kids to church alone, trying to keep them from running up and down the aisles, and now THIS? Now he goes to prison and I have to take them to church alone every week for years and years? It was just unacceptable.

My dead Grandma Jean once read this during a layover at the airport. I still remember her saying it was exciting and she liked it. That is the reason I held on to it all these years, planning to eventually read it. I actually deeply connect her with this novel, somehow. Strange, right? I am so in touch with my ancestors.