The thing about conspiracy stories is that you have to have a secret admiration of and faith in the competence of the conspirators. Now, I, being a realist, know perfectly well, that no group of people in government or business, have anywhere near the requisite skills to pull off fixing a tricycle let alone manage a widespread conspiracy involving hundreds of people, most of whom have difficulty tying their shoes and holding their beer, let alone keep a secret.
Now that I have that off my chest, I'm as bad as the rest of you, and love a good conspiracy story where the little guy takes on the world and beats everyone even though he (rarely a she) has one hand tied to an ankle and with the opposition holding a firm grip on his (see why it's not a she?) testicles.
Maybe it's all the nifty details about planes, bombs, etc. that I always enjoy. Or the idea of a police sergeant (female) in a tight uniform, and a small town police chief who is friends with a mob hitman. Did I mention, it's good to suspend rational thinking?
Ah, hell. It was a hoot. Nice fast, fun read. And I have no idea what genre it belongs to. Grin.