Featuring a former Mossad agent turned antique dealer, Sam Green's second book (at least, I think it's his second book, give me one sec to check... It's his second fiction book featuring Sam Woolfman, he's written non-fiction before) is a fast-paced, enjoyable read. An interesting enough plot with an intriguing conspiracy theory about the Lockerbie bombing, it actually manages to weave together two investigations without either becoming drowned out. There's a bit of a romance thrown in for good measure too--although it's not really much more than the standard romance thrown into a thriller.
It feels real, and it's rather unputdownable. What more could you ask for in a thriller? Woolfman is perhaps not the most well developed character I've found in a thriller, but having said that I thoroughly enjoy Matthew Reilly's work and someone's said of those books 'the characters don't live long enough to have personalities'... The antiques business side is also convincingly written, as is the conspiracy involving a cover-up by the Catholic church.
In fact, my only worry with the series (I enjoyed Max, the first one too--although I don't seem to have reviewed it, sorry), is that by setting the story at a definite point Sam Green is going to struggle to cover more modern conspiracies etc. Characters set in real time unfortunately age. I hope that there're plenty more issues in the recent past to turn over and rewrite. (The ageing problem is also present in James Barrington's excellent series, where the main character served in the Falklands war, and who knows how old Jack Higgins Sean Dillon is now, but that's not quite as much of an issue as they're set less at a definite time with definite events).
If you're looking for an interesting and unputdownable thriller, this is a great choice.
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