The Whole Truth is in truth, a very mediocre Baldacci book… Not that he writes the best books of all, his best is only mediocre…
It's one adventure about a man mysteriously named A. Shaw, a James Bond like covert operator working for some organization that's never named. It's not clear if the organization even belongs to a country or not, or if it's international. All we know about it is his boss is named Frank Wells.
Even Shaw's fiance refers to him by his last name, Shaw, which doesn't feel at all natural in conversations in the book. She was disappointing, I expected she'd have a larger role in the book.
There's not much given about Shaw's background so he hardly feels like someone we, as readers, can care much about. He doesn't particular grow or evolve much in the course of the book.
He opposes a major arms dealer, Creel, who uses a firm that takes PR to the next level, PM "Perception Management", making up facts on a huge scale to manipulate Russia and China to the brink of war so he can sell them weapons. Creel says he's a peaceful man, he's never gotten into a fight, and any time he orders his underlings to kill people, as many as 28 in one hit, it's not personal, it's just business.
Shaw joins forces with a Pulitzer prize winning journalist, Katie, who's been down on her luck, drinking her way out of the top of the journalistic profession to covering funerals because she can't stay sober enough to work well. She gets roped into it by accident but they make a decent team once they get to trust each other.
Overall, extremely mediocre. It's fast paced enough to read without getting bored, but it's just empty literary calories...