I made it to page 2 before seeing proof that this is another non-Clancy work. Here's a part of a sentence describing the Pakistan Special Service Group: (it isn't dialogue)
"...an organization similar to the U.S. Navy SEALs, but, ahem, their operators were hardly as capable."
'Ahem'? Amongst non-dialogue description in a book not written in any 1st-person narrative? C'mon. I stopped reading at page 14, and I'm returning the purchase.
I read the prologue, and reread it slowly. I couldn't figure what in the heck was going on. But I read onto chapter one. The scene is the Marriott Hotel in Islamabad, Pakistan. There is another confusing scene which makes no sense. Apparently, some high-ranking Pakistani army colonel was about to spill the beans on Taliban activity within the Pakistan army. He was assassinated by bombs. The CIA man Moore chases one of the terrorists through an alley beside the hotel, where "The scent of sweet pork had filled the alley, as the hotel's kitchen exhaust fans filtered in that direction, and Moore's stomach growled even though a meal was hardly on his mind"(page 30 HC).
I wondered how Tom Clancy could make such an idiotic error as to state the hotel kitchen in one of the most militantly Islamic nations on earth was cooking pork!
The later action scenes are reasonably well handled even if somewhat unbelievable. Two gun buckaroos toting a Glock 45 in each hand and blazing away is generally going to result in a sprained wrist or two and a lot of missed targets.
At one point in the book he refers to a 'Weapons Systems Officer' in an A-10. The A-10 is a single seat aircraft and therefore contains only a pilot. The only Air Force platform with a Weapons System Officer (now called a Combat Systems Officer) and that can fire the AGM-65 Maverick (as mentioned in the book) is the F-15E.
ALL of the characters are thin and shallow. Not fully formed, and for the most part very sketchy and fairly uninteresting. One does not even care to get to know them better. Worse. No one appears to be likable. NO ONE. Huge latitude is given and open personality assignments are left as if not wanting to screw things up if a movie was ever to be made. I sincerely hope not. Some Producer type Putz would have Ben Affliction or his little wodden pal Barny Damon in a feature role. Miscasting is in this snoozers future, with the giant tattooed gangsters part to be played by Megan Fox, or Tiny Tom Cruiser.
The protagonist ex SEAL who is worldly from navy assignments and who has grown old and weary being a CIA Para super spy, tends to kvetch and be generally boring.. He seems to have developed a poor trait of lossing his assistants and partners as well as snitches to foreseeable and preventable violent death. Not good on subsequent fitness reports or choice assignments. Not a lot of raised hands to volunteer to work with him. Here is the place for a healthy "OY".
Worse. He carries a Glock 30 in a shoulder holster (brand unnamed)and takes killing long shots with it's 3inch barrel. Another hearty "OY". Pssst. That model Glock is for close up activity. BIG muzzle flash. BIG noise. NOT particularly adaptable for noise suppressors. Bulky and heavy. Miserable even a custom made shoulder holster. Worse in the Texas/Arizona/California border area of Northern Mexico, where T-shirts are sometimes overdressing. Short, fat Glocks are very hard to conceal for long periods of time. Barettas are worse.
Clancy has always been a little weak when it comes to Federal law enforcement agencies, particularly the DEA. In this case, the research stopped with a cursory glance at the DEA website and a perusal of the San Diego phone book to get the address. DEA's San Diego Field Division is on Viewridge Ave., but the Office of Diversion Control is a Headquarters element, located in Virginia, and has nothing to do with enforcement. Diversion is the regulatory side of DEA and deals with doctors, pharmacies, and pharmaceutical companies.
There's no earthly reason for Mexican cartels to buy heroin or opium from Afghanistan when they grow their own or buy it from the Colombians, without incurring the expense and trouble of transporting it half-way round the world. By the same token, Central America is awash in military grade weaponry, easily smuggled into Mexico. Why would anyone go to the trouble of smuggling arms from Afghanistan to Minnesota (please) and only then to Mexico?
Just to ice this fallen cake, the writing is so amateurish that I have to wonder if Clancy even bothered to read the manuscript. The main character is so loony that, if he were a real person, there is no way that any responsible supervisor would allow him in the field, even at CIA. If they did, anyone who spaces out in the middle of a gunfight, as the protagonist does about halfway through the book, dies.
According to Telep's blurb on the book jacket, we're supposed to believe that this is Tom Clancy collaborating with an author who's works include "science fiction, fantasy, military action/adventure, and medical drama, and film, television, and video game tie-ins."
Seriously?
My complaint is it emulates too closely the characters Mitch Rapp created by Vince Flynn and Scott Harvath created by Brad Thor. These fiction leads are virtually comic book superheroes who are highly intelligent, physically imposing, and virtually Indestructible. So Clancy adds "Max Moore" to this genre. He is a former Navy SEAL now CIA counter terrorist expert. Clancy provides the readers with an evil two-for-one pitting Moore and U.S. forces against evil drug cartels and Al Qaeda. After a decent start all suspense is lost, subtlety is nonexistent, and the whole thing goes on way too long. Moore, Rapp, Harvath are attempting to challenge Captain America, however, the Captain is more believable.
The book starts out with the hero on a night rendezvous, a secret meeting between Pakistani and Indian forces to exchange a prisoner with information on the top terrorists operating secretly in friendly country. Suddenly, a Pakistani sub appears and blows the Indian ship out of the water, setting both ships afire. Our hero escapes with his life, and manages to rescue one wounded sailor, swimming miles to shore with him in tow. Someone had betrayed them. The sailor's father is a bigshot in the Pakistani military, and decides to repay our hero for saving his son's life by revealing the collaborators in the government and army to the US. But he also is killed. A great beginning to a spy thriller... that stops dead in the water. Unfortunately, the author completely abandons the plot and suddenly the book becomes one of a thousand other boring stories about drug smugglers in Mexico and the Columbian cartels, with lots of people killing one another and no real plot. At some point the author tries to link the two stories by having the cartel smuggle some terrorists into the US as a secondary plot, but long before that point I stopped caring. The story had lost all credibility and I had lost all interest. For instance, the world's richest man is the secret leader of a drug cartel. He has build a fortress with secret vaults and escape tunnels, yet he is captured there by a handful of men in just a few minutes. They blew up the helicopter before it ever landed and they still kicked butt. What a joke.
a Boeing 737 takes a hit by a shoulder mounted missile in one engine after take off and the Captain tells the passengers to not worry about the noise of the landing gear being extended. Absolutely totally wrong
Disjointed. Best scenes in the whole book: Someone gets shot at while wearing a bulletproof coat and just feels a slight impact - sorry, bulletproof clothing does not work like that. And this new hero, Mr Moore, can even outrun an explosion, I only thought that Arnie can do that.
This book is clearly a weapon of economic war, created for the sole purpose of monetary gain and separatung us from our cash; it has little to do with entertainment or literary development.