Wow! I feel like a slacker. Already over 120 reviews posted. But this is Jason Kasper’s best book yet, and it took me a while to digest my feelings and impressions before sitting down to write this review. Agree with other readers who note that there is less action and more contemplation in Book Four. The author’s SOF training, both as a ranger and a special forces officer, if evident in the descriptions of combat and operation planning. And what starts out as a simple revenge plot gets way more complicated. The author has expanded from a couple singularly evil adversaries, to an entirely malevolent Organization for David Rivers to battle. The author has created a very interesting character – Jason Rivers – who is fighting some incredibly evil adversaries, while simultaneously battling his own demons, from childhood trauma, to his expulsion from West Point, and combat duty in Afghanistan and Iraq. Jason Kasper should be read by any health care provider working at the VA dealing with military veterans with PTSD. During his isolation, David reports that he “periodically bumped by depression like driftwood floating at sea,” admitting that he “didn’t suffer from depression – we simple coexisted.” David muses: “Like many who have experienced combat, I harbored an inherent discomfort around large crowds. In war the civilian populace represents a sea of possible enemy informants and hidden fighters.” I disagree strongly with another reviewer who describes David Rivers as a psychopath, which by definition suggests amoral and antisocial. David Rivers is definitely not amoral. Because when David is killing an enemy “now corrupted by darkness so vile that the only redemption was death” he ponders the very profound pastor’s blessing “If not here, then when all the great warriors of eternity are gathered around the fire of heaven.” And I have known warriors like David Rivers. He describes himself as “a liar, a killer, a suicidal alcoholic.” Yet, in dealing with unimaginable evil he opines “loss of innocent people isn’t worth my friend’s freedom or his life, least of all mine.” And the word pictures that Jason Kasper creates:: “low-slung structures, brown and drab and dull…. “mud-covered streets, rickety gates, and construction additions made of sheet metal and plywood… The few colored buildings in town appeared awkwardly painted and out of place.” Summing it up, “Of course I was approaching a shithole”, continuing “like the other placed I’d been, from Afghanistan to Iraq, Somalia to Brazil.” David Rivers is surely a classic tragic hero, a virtuous character in a drama who is destined to suffer greatly. Get back to work soldier, and write the next saga of David Rivers.