A psychological thriller that follows the lives for four people in the wake of a 9/11 like terror attack in the New York suburbs.
Where were you on 9/11?
Where were you when those two hijacked planes slammed into the Twin Towers, those majestic symbols of American wealth and power, and sent them crashing to the ground?
From the depths of that wound to our national psyche, author Gordon Mott brings us Caleb Drake, a good man living a seemingly safe and satisfied life in the suburbs north of New York City. But one morning, as he awaits his commuter train into Manhattan, Caleb spots two private jets flying low over the Hudson River, and the sight sends a shiver up his spine.
Moments later, Caleb takes his usual place on the train, and all seems right with the world -- until the train makes a sudden and unexpected stop. Then cell phone service for everyone goes dead, and Caleb’s agonized memories of 9/11 and what he had endured in Vietnam surge up and grab him by the throat.
What follows is a first-class psychological thriller, recalling 9/11 and showing us how this new attack radically upended the lives of Caleb Drake and many of the other people trapped on that commuter train into Manhattan.
Where were you on 9/11? And these pages will have you asking: where were you on 10/10, that fateful October morning when a simple commute into Manhattan becomes a nightmare, shattering lives and washing away our bedrock belief that, even in the darkest times, the good in us will always triumph over evil.
This reads like it was written by a junior high kid. The dialogue is laughably bad. Nearly each chapter starts with a character's name and whatever action they're doing, like "James sat down" or "Caleb got a drink of water."
The terrorist attack is mostly forgotten by the midway point. The romance between Caleb and Rachel also feels like it was written by a middle school kid. (And in Rachel's inner thoughts, she thinks how Caleb reminds her of Daniel Craig. Uh...okay.)
Then it all turns into a murder mystery. The murder victim's family member reports the victim missing and within fifteen minutes, the cops find the body. Instead of actually, you know, sealing off the crime scene like protocol would demand, they allow the family member to come right on down and gaze at the corpse. Oh sure, there was the admonition of not to touch anything or disturb anything, but wow, either that was one inept police department or the writer couldn't be bothered to do any research at all into basic police procedures.
There were also too many characters to keep track of. None of them were developed out, including Caleb Daniel Craig. The scene descriptors were pretty bland and mostly cliched. I gave it up at the halfway point and skimmed to the end, which was also pretty blah.
Strangers meet on a train and a wrenching tale populated by wonderfully dawn characters ensues and drives this murder mystery resulting from a terrorist attack on a New York nuclear power plant. A fast-paced thriller that won't let you put down this book till the last page.