One of the characters in The Kill List has Asperger's (he has to, he's a teenage computer whiz), and frankly the book does too. It's a thriller with no emotions, no character development, a collection of plot points rigidly checked off a list. It begins with mini bios of the main character, Kit Carson (so-named to distinguish him from his father, Christopher Carson), and his father, both Marines. Carson is ambitious and smart, graduates from William and Mary, learns how to do deep scuba dives and parachute, saves American lives in Afghan firefights, learns Arabic, studies in the Mideast, befriends wise old Arab men. He marries a Navy nurse (I've already forgotten her name, because it was mentioned only once - Karen? Susan?), it turns out she is infertile, and she is rapidly killed by a drunk driver. Karen, or was it Susan, we hardly knew ye. Literally, you had not one line of dialogue in this book of male characters. But Karen's, or Susan's, death has a purpose: it means she will not bear a son whose parents will have to painstakingly decide what nickname to bestow upon a third Christopher Carson. Also, her death turns out to be a workout motivator, as Kit buries his emotions by exercising fiendishly.
The antagonist is a Pakistani-born jihadist nicknamed the Preacher for his online sermons encouraging others to take up weapons against infidels everywhere. In the U.S. and Britain, homegrown jihadists inspired by the Preacher kill folks, not with bombs or Bushmaster rifles but mostly with knives and handguns, and mostly State Senators, for some reason. One of the fallen, purely coincidentally, is Kit Carson's father, out golfing with a State Senator. Carson Sr. makes it to the hospital and Carson Jr. flies in from wherever he is in time for his father to emerge from the coma so they can utter "Semper fi" to each other before Dad is released from the surly bonds of earth.
Game on, Preacher! Now this is personal! As much as it can be in this Asperger's addled text.
Carson now joins a top secret government agency whose job is the elimination of terror suspects in foreign lands. He first has to find out where the Preacher lives. No one at the NSA can tell him, but they do inform him that if anyone can, it's a teenager living in his parents' attic in northern Virginia. Carson gives the teen the nickname Ariel, from the Tempest, for reasons you won't be able to understand either. Carson's workplace now gives him the codename Tracker, because at this agency people only operate by codenames. Ariel creates some kind of malware or bot that infects the Preacher's website, causing his jihadi broadcasts to go a little jiggy. The Preacher is so annoyed by this that he switches servers, or internet service providers, or something, so for one nanosecond Ariel is able to glimpse his real IP address before he buries it again under a fake proxy server. So Ariel figures out that the broadcasts are emanating from southern Somalia. With Google Earth he finds the precise warehouse, and the Predator drone people in Tampa then track all movements to and from the warehouse, and are able to figure out where the Preacher lives.
With the help of an Ethiopian Jewish Mossad agent codenamed Opal who wears a red baseball cap emblazoned with the words Make America Great Again New York so that the drone watchers in Tampa can distinguish him from the bad guys, Tracker monitors the Preacher. Other plotlines include a Swedish tanker kidnapped by Somali pirates, with a teenage Swedish cadet aboard who is brutally caned - he turns out to be the shipping magnate's son, aboard incognito to gain some shipping chops; a fake jihadi broadcast with the script provided by Tracker using a Hollywood bit actor who happens to look exactly like the Preacher (located using facial recognition software); a Pakistani tycoon living in London who owns a company called Masala Pickles and is the Preacher's boyhood chum; and finally, the cover art notwithstanding (there are no Predator drones shooting assassinatory Hellfire missiles in the book), a team of hotshot British parachuters freefalling into Somalia to administer justice to the Preacher and the Somali pirates and a bunch of stray dogs.