Woods has been a prolific writer for about 30 years, selling tons of books because of his ability to get his readers involved in his various intriguing plots. Further, he links many of his books by the use of reoccurring interesting characters with whom the readers become familiar and comfortable. But in his more recent novels, one wonders if their purpose for existence is no longer to appeal to his readership, but rather to generate income for his yachts (2), his airplane (jet), and his ex-wives (2?).

This is a tale about Lance Cabot’s long-lost brother Barton suddenly turning up in New York with amnesia. However, Lance must rush off to rescue CIA agents (or, as an alternative, kill them) in Afghanistan. Stone Barrington is left Barton-sitting and, in short order, Barton reveals his innermost confidences to Stone. Then they look for a desk. Along the way, Stone has time for plenty of gratuitous sex with a bevy of beauties.

The typical quality and character development of Wood’s earlier works was just not there. Still, there was enough entertainment value to keep me turning the pages.