Skyjack: a full-throttle hijacking thriller that never slows down

Skyjack: a full-throttle hijacking thriller that never slows down

by K.J. Howe

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ISBN-13: 9781681443010
Publisher: Quercus
Publication date: 04/10/2018
Series: A Thea Paris Novel Series , #2
Pages: 400
Sales rank: 664,735
Product dimensions: 6.50(w) x 9.25(h) x 1.37(d)

About the Author

K.J. Howe is the executive director of ThrillerFest, the annual conference of International Thriller Writers. A three-time Daphne du Maurier Award winner, she completed her MA in Writing Popular Fiction at Seton Hill University. She is an avid traveler who has raced camels in Jordan, surfed in Hawaii, and dove with the great whites in South Africa. She became fascinated by the kidnap-and-ransom (K&R) world after meeting Peter Moore, a British computer consultant who became the longest-held hostage in Iraq and the only person to survive of the five men who were taken that day. She is the author of The Freedom Broker.

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CHAPTER 1

March 10, 1956

37,000 feet above the Mediterranean Sea

Captain Earl Johnson had never felt so alive.

The B-47's lightning speed and unparalleled maneuverability set his senses ablaze. But even the turbojet's six-engines couldn't keep his crew warm today. Plummeting temperatures had shrouded the plane in an icy shell. He concentrated, eyes narrowed. His frozen fingers caressed the throttle, careful to keep his plane in formation with the three other Stratojets.

Earl shifted in the cramped space, his breath exiting in crystalized puffs. The plane's beefy manual rested under his feet, protecting his toes from frostbite. His co-pilot's and navigator's teeth chattered, but they'd never utter a word of complaint. Cold, stiff, uncomfortable — and all happy as prize pigs slathered in mud. Earl couldn't imagine a more perfect moment than this; rocketing along at 37,000 feet, the altitude at which they had optimum fuel consumption — but where the difference between overspeed and stall speed was a mere 5.8 mph. Dangerous but efficient, that was "coffin corner." Riding the edge kept him sharp and provided a good distraction from the icy temperatures and the financial pressures of a new baby on the way.

They'd left MacDill Air Force Base in Florida over eight hours ago, destination Ben Guerir in Morocco. The four planes torpedoed through the sky, headed for their rendezvous with the aircraft tankers so they could execute their second refueling. Each B-47 held two containers of Uranium 235, enough material to construct two bombs, each a hundred times more powerful than the one that pancaked Hiroshima.

Earl's radio buzzed on the encrypted frequency.

"Bluebird Three, visibility's socked in from 28,500 to 14,500 feet. We'll need to descend to 14,000 for refueling. Standby." Earl's best friend, Slow Joe — as he was ironically called due to his need for speed — piloted the fourth plane.

"Roger." Earl eased the throttle to 557 mph, and let her howl before they had to dive deep into the clouds. Joe's hand would undoubtedly be twitching as Earl's bomber took the lead.

"Your 47 screams louder than your wife after a five-day layover." Slow Joe's voice was playful over the radio. "Yessiree, she told the squadron commander that no way could she handle you for three hours, let alone five days."

Earl's co-pilot and engineer laughed at Joe's poke, used to the two of them carrying on. The tight space inside the bubble canopy offered zero privacy.

"Y'all think you're funny, but no one's cooking grits for you at home," Earl replied. The single men weren't subtle about envying his married status. He took his ribbing with a dash of humility — until the guys got too rambunctious and he had to tamp them down.

He checked the time and pressed the radio button. The tankers should be waiting for them under the clouds. "Trail formation on the way down," he said, commanding one plane to follow the next. "Thicker than corn syrup today. Try not to get lost, Joe." Okay, maybe he wasn't oozing with humility, but any pilot worth his salt had to have a pair.

"Roger. You're buying the beer when we get to Morocco. It's the least you can do for making me refuel last." Slow Joe might be full of sass, but there was no more reliable captain.

"I bought last time. Nice try. Over and out." Earl dove through the thick clouds, keeping an eye on his altimeter. The cloud cover was impenetrable, like a kettle billowing steam straight at the windscreen.

He followed Bluebird Two in trail formation, as planned. His eyes darted back and forth, his knees quivered — from the cold or pressure, he wasn't sure. Damn, he could barely see the tail of the plane in front of him. Good thing the precise power control made formation flying relatively simple.

He blocked all distractions, his world narrowing to a pinpoint of focus. Ragged, wispy clouds whipped by the canopy, then disappeared as the B47 shot into the clear. A quick glance at the altimeter. Yep, 14,000 feet and out of the goo, just as the weather guessers had advertised. Earl eased the control wheel aft to arrest the bird's descent and nudged a handful of throttles forward to hold altitude. He exhaled a long, steady breath.

Three tankers hovered below. Bluebird One and Two were already starting the process of connecting with two of them. Behind each tanker, there was an imaginary cone-shaped segment of space known as the envelope. Inside that zone, the boomer could transfer the fuel.

The third tanker loomed in front of him, a huge mothership of fuel. Connecting with the tubby KC97s always presented a challenge. Two planes linking up mid-air to deliver highly combustible fuel — what could possibly go wrong?

Earl's attention sharpened, his speed dropping to a pedestrian 235 mph to match the tanker's shallow dive. Slow Joe had a phenomenal track record of first-shot contacts; he was an air-refueling ace. Earl didn't want any glitches or he'd take more razzing tonight over drinks. Bottom line — wind, weather, and just about anything else could mess with the process.

He opened the small refueling door in the nose and maneuvered the B-47 up and a little to the left. The boomer placed the receiver in the receptacle, connecting the bomber with the KC-97.

"Filler 'er up, and get that windshield cleaned, sir?" the engineer asked.

Earl shook his head with a smile. "Why is everyone a comedian today? Let's just get this done." It had been a long, grueling flight.

The "connected" signal lit up, and the engineer initiated the fuel transfer. A thirsty B-47 could suck in 600 gallons per minute during refueling, even faster than Slow Joe's beer intake on a good night.

Earl concentrated on keeping the B-47 steady, trying to adjust for the burble of air buffeting the plane from the KC-97. Fuel splattered the windscreen, startling him. Dammit, the seal must have a crack in it. Slow Joe would have a go at him for this. Looked like an elephant was taking a whizz right on them. He flicked on the bomber's wiper blade and strained to see through the spray and oily film smearing the windscreen.

The tanker sped up slightly as its fuel load decreased. Grateful, Earl increased his speed to keep pace. The B-47 ached to go faster, like a reined-in racehorse.

He fought to stay in position, the control wheel in constant motion as he made small adjustments, but the film of fuel on the windscreen warped his view of the tanker.

Finally, the boomer finished refueling and radioed him. "You're full, sir. Cleared to disconnect."

"Roger, over and out." He smiled. Success, even with a crack in the seal. Let's see if Joe could be this slick.

"We're clear," the engineer said.

Freed from the tanker, Earl pulled alongside the KC-97 so the crew could read his bomber's number. He yearned to return to the thinner air where the B-47 was more at home.

"Okay, Slow Joe, you're up. See if you can beat my time." He waited for a smart aleck reply.

Silence greeted him.

Unusual. His buddy was never at a loss for words.

"Come in, Bluebird Four." He waited.

Nothing.

"You see him?" Earl asked his co-pilot.

"No joy, sir."

Earl tried the radio again.

No response.

"Bluebird One and Two, any visual on Four?" Earl asked.

Several seconds passed.

"No, sir."

"Can't see it."

For a moment, Earl thought, even hoped, that Slow Joe might be playing a trick. But he knew better. Joe would never compromise a mission, especially not this one.

Earl tried again — and again, but it was as if Joe's plane had vanished. A wave of heat radiated down his spine. Sweat soaked his back.

Seconds later, he contacted Strategic Air Command headquarters at MacDill Air Force Base.

"What is it, Captain Johnson?" A duty officer at the command post sounded sleepy, like he had just woken up. Then again, it was the middle of the night in Florida.

"Sir, it looks like we have a Broken Arrow. I repeat, Broken Arrow."

"Stand by." The officer's voice snapped to attention, no longer groggy.

The loss of two nuclear containers full of material with a 704 million-year half-life — along with a B-47 and its crew — meant no one in the Strategic Air Command would be sleeping tonight.

CHAPTER 2

Thea Paris felt like she was trapped inside a giant cocktail shaker. Up, down, side-to-side — the turbulence delivered a walloping to the 737. A sheen of sweat dampened her forehead, her vision was blurred, and the world felt slightly off-kilter. Was her blood sugar out of whack? A quick glance at the app on her phone: 110. All under control. Her nerves, not so much. Modern airliners were resilient enough to ride out severe turbulence without coming apart or falling out of the sky, but that knowledge didn't help her feel any better.

She just hated flying.

Maybe it was the lack of control that drove her crazy? Rif Asker — her colleague and longtime friend — was an ace pilot, and he gently chided her about how she was able to remain calm under enormous duress in her job, while the sound of those jet engines firing up rattled her to the core. Well, Rif wasn't here today, and air travel was an essential part of being a response consultant, the industry term for kidnap negotiator.

Most of the time, she was able to distract herself by focusing on her current case, but it didn't always work. She gritted her teeth and tried to present a brave front to the two boys beside her, both first-time flyers. The African charity her late brother Nikos had founded to help recovering child soldiers had started an adoption program, and these two brothers were headed to their new home in London. Jabari was twelve, Ayan nine. After witnessing their parents' beheadings by Boko Haram, they were forced to invade neighboring villages to abduct other children, soldiers in a war they didn't understand.

The plane dropped suddenly, leaving them weightless for what felt like an endless moment. Then their butts slammed back into their seats as the bird hit an updraft. Thea's stomach protested. If the seat belt light hadn't been on, she'd have been tempted to grab an Ativan from her SINK (survival insurance nightmare kit). The tote contained everything but the kitchen sink, including a silver compass, a flashlight, a booster, first aid supplies, her diabetes medications, and other items hidden in plain sight, things that, if spotted, would cause an airport security officer to escort her to a windowless room for further questioning. As a freedom broker, she traveled undercover to global hot spots and never knew what might be needed. The SINK came with her everywhere.

Jabari smiled and poked her arm. "This is more fun than riding an ostrich."

Only a kid could think of this shaken-not-stirred flight as a good time. Her fingers strangled the armrests. She checked the boys' seatbelts for the fourth time. "It sure is." She forced a smile. "And every flight is different. Sometimes there's no shaking at all."

She shouldn't complain about the rocky skies. Getting the boys to their adoptive home was what counted. They'd missed their connection in Nairobi, but with Rif's help, they had been able to secure three seats on a chartered Boeing Business Jet, flying to London in style. Papa planned to pick them up at Heathrow, bringing the family dog to meet the boys and help put them at ease. The last time they'd been together, Thea and her father had argued about Nikos's memorial — she'd wanted to place it next to her mother's tomb at their house in Martha's Vineyard, but Papa had refused. Yet more fallout from her brother's death. Maybe when she reached London, the two of them could find some time to work on healing their fractured relationship.

Ayan was curled up in his window seat, pointing outside. "Why aren't the wings flapping?" "It's not a bird, silly. It's a plane, a jet." Jabari enjoyed lording his superior knowledge over his little brother, but if anyone tried to bully Ayan, Jabari would be the first to defend him. Knowing the hell they'd gone through, she hoped this would be a fresh start, a chance to reclaim their childhoods. The boys' situation struck a very personal chord with her, as Nikos had also been kidnapped by an African warlord at twelve and forced to do unspeakable things. He'd never fully recovered from the trauma. And the orphanage was his legacy — now their legacy, as she'd assumed responsibility for the charity with Nikos gone.

Ayan's index finger kept hammering at the TV screen. "Look, Jabari, it's a story about a lion."

A smile managed to surface through her unease. The Lion King was one of the inflight movies.

"What if I want to watch something else?" Jabari's lower lip jutted forward.

"Then you can play another movie on your own screen. Pick whatever you like. We're very lucky — we can choose anything."

Thea scanned the plane, cataloging the other twelve passengers, an occupational reflex. Several businessmen engrossed in their laptops, a stunning middle-aged Asian woman dressed in black, an old man wearing a fedora, a fair-haired beanpole with wire-rimmed glasses and a bow tie who was clutching his computer bag, a slickster dressed in Versace, a strapping guy with a handlebar mustache, a dandy wearing seersucker pants and a panama hat, and a collection of other characters. She couldn't fight an unsettled mood that had nothing to do with the turbulence.

The plane shook again, rattling the overhead bins. An older, barrel-chested gentleman seated near the emergency exit turned and looked in her direction. Sweat drenched his forehead, and he kept crossing and uncrossing his legs. Maybe he felt nauseous from the turbulence, but couldn't use the lavatory because the seat-belt lights were on.

She could relate.

"Tell me more about London. Do they have many animals?" Jabari asked.

"I'll take you to see some, but the U.K. is quite different than Africa." She guessed the city zoo would either be their favorite outing or a thoroughly depressing spectacle. The boys would definitely experience culture shock in the U.K., but they were smart, capable — and the family adopting them would provide opportunities they never would have had at the orphanage.

Another sudden drop.

"Wheee!" Ayan laughed and raised his slender arms in the air.

She swore under her breath, not wanting to challenge the boys' opinion that this aeronautical roller-coaster ride was brilliant fun. Although it felt like they'd plummeted 3,000 feet in two seconds, the plane's altitude had probably only dropped ten or twenty feet. But the turbulence caused the 737 to pitch and roll like a rowboat in a typhoon.

She'd learned everything she could about planes and safety, hoping the knowledge would ease her anxiety. It didn't.

She checked her blood sugar levels again. A little low. Hopefully the pummeling would stop soon so the flight attendants could offer a food and beverage service. She needed to eat, and she knew the two boys would gobble the food the second it appeared — a habit learned during their captivity and no doubt reinforced at the orphanage.

A few minutes later, the turbulence settled a touch. Had they reached calmer skies or was it like an earthquake, where aftershocks came rippling in just when you thought it was safe?

Movement at the front caught her attention. The cockpit door opened, and the co-pilot stepped out into the cabin. Didn't the seat-belt sign apply to him? Two pilots on the flight deck were better than one, especially in these conditions.

A quick word with the male flight attendant, and the co-pilot slipped into the bathroom. Was he in desperate need of relief, ill or what?

Her gaze locked on the lavatory door, waiting for him to re-emerge.

One thousand, two thousand, three thousand ... A solid thump startled her. The heavyset older man who'd been sweating a couple of rows ahead had slumped over the edge of his seat and was hanging into the aisle. She waited a couple of seconds for him to move.

He didn't.

She held out her little finger to Jabari and Ayan. "Promise you'll stay here, buckled up. Pinky swear." She'd taught them this ritual during one of her visits to the orphanage.

The plane jolted to the left and dipped.

The boys entwined their pinkies with hers.

"Thanks, guys." She released her seat belt and stood. Bracing herself on the overhead compartment, she clambered forward to where the man had collapsed in his seat. The male flight attendant met her there.

She checked the stocky man's neck for a pulse, but it was hard to keep two fingers on him because the plane had started shaking again. "Nothing."

The attendant held his wrist. "I'm not getting anything either."

(Continues…)



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Skyjack: a full-throttle hijacking thriller that never slows down 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 17 reviews.
Anonymous 9 months ago
I liked the writer's style he kept you constantly wanting to see what was going to happen next. I will definitely be reading the rest of his books.
WeezieL 11 months ago
Won Hardcover ARC from BookishFirst.com. I read The Freedom Broker in anticipation of reading this ARC. Well, it took me a little longer than I thought to get around to it! And really, it's sequel but not necessarily mandatory to have read the first one. This book I felt was a lot slower than The Freedom Broker. I found myself not wanting to read it, picking other things to read. It started out very exciting with the skyjacking. I loved the 2 kids, that was a good, touching addition to the plot. But then it dragged, I wasn't invested in Johann's side plot until much later on. When Quantum was looking for the truck, that was tedious. When it all finally came together, the flow got better.The ending was very good, it all wrapped up nicely and got exciting. I may or may not read a third book. It depends what the K&R ends up being, I think.
Theologiczero More than 1 year ago
Now here is a story where the female heroin is not a femme fatale and uses her looks to get by. She is a woman who is smart, tactical, caring, strong, and a fearsome adversary to her enemies. I loved how she was every bit an equal to her male counterparts in the story! She did not have to rely on sex appeal and beauty, which is how these types of characters are normally written. The more I read this story, the more engrossed I became. K.J. Howe ends up writing 3 different stories that intertwine in a chilling ending. But she did more than a kidnap and ransom type of book. She brought in fallacies for her characters, which added to the story. I don’t know if Howe meant to write a story about how not being perfect does not matter to how incredible you can be, but it kind of reads like that at times. The heroes are not perfect and have some serious physical issues, but that makes the story deeper. The antagonists of the story also have some serious issues, which play beautifully into the story. Many times, it actually moves the story along. This story touches on several themes: child trafficking, racism, kidnap and ransom plots, child soldiers, human trafficking, murder, mental illness, family loyalty, the mafia, hijacking, desperation, heroism, bio terrorism, I could go on and on. There is a lot packed into this book, but it works. The only issue I have is that Howe gets some language wrong when speaking about military tactics, radio lingo, etc. But honestly, that’s probably because I know about those, so that will only bother those of us with a background in this stuff. Howe also references a deeper story in her protagonist’s life. So much so that I want to read Thea Paris’ first story to understand what happened with her brother and how her and her father’s relationship severed. And I want to continue to read about her exploits! I’m a Thea Paris fan! Thank you to BookishFirst and the publisher for giving me an advanced copy to read. All opinions are my own.
KimPr More than 1 year ago
K. J. Howe writes an incredibly fast paced novel. Thea Paris, Ayan and Jabari Kuria, Rif, and Johann and Fatima are all characters you will root for and mourn their losses. I loved the way K.J. wove diabetes, mental illness and Marfan syndrome into the story line to show us that our illnesses do not dictate the courage we have to do what is right. Thea was determined to hide her illness from her team when all along they supported and accepted her as she was. She learned that valuable lesson at the end. Johann and Fatima defied the stereotypes we might place on them due to their culture and were able to find love with one another in spite of the prejudice Johann's father had toward Muslims. This story is a great reminder that if we look beyond what we see and get to know people, compassion and empathy for others will be easier. Read the book and get to know the characters. You'll be surprised learning about them!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Skyjack by K.J. Howe reviewed by fritzi redgrave A kidnap and ransom thriller, for sure. Just as the subtitle says. For those that like fast moving action stories, this is the book for you! Thea Paris is flying with two former child soldiers who are tough but endearing characters. Then tragedy; the pilot allows a skyjacking since refusing to do so will endanger his own family. The situation is tense to say the least. Thea, a skilled negotiator, is put to the test in this setting. The kidnapped, a plane full, are in constant danger and the child soldiers easy victims. This book is well written. My single criticism is that some of the character development is weaker than I would like. Regardless, if you are a reader who wants adventure, grab this book!
18715140 More than 1 year ago
KJ's novel is a Home Run!!!! You can read the blurb on the story line, I want to speak of KJ's writing abilities. I'm truly impressed with this novel. KJ starts out with a hijacked airliner and ends with a group of misguided individuals trying to wipe out a race. KJ has woven an incredible story from beginning to end. The novel moves with the grace of a seasoned author that has traveled the world to paint the locales with perfection. KJ makes you feel like you're part of the action as you read along. I truly enjoyed how KJ would hang you at the end of a chapter, then the next chapter would pick up a different thread and you would have read on till that thread came back down the road. If I would have purchased this novel, I would be very happy with my choice. I will keep KJ on my radar for her future works.
judgie39 More than 1 year ago
*Disclaimer* I was given a free copy of this book in exchange for an honest review. Skyjack is the second book featuring kidnap-and-ransom expert, Thea Paris. I did not read the first book, The Freedom Broker, and do not feel it is necessary to read it, however I believe some of the first book carries over into this one. You can read Skyjack as a stand alone and will not feel totally lost. The author does a good job of catching the reader up on what they have missed. Skyjack starts out with a plane being, well, skyjacked. Fortunately for the passengers, Thea Paris is on board transporting a pair of former child soldiers to their new parents in England. Thea must figured out how to save the passengers and more importantly, who wants this plane and why. This book begins with heart-stopping action and does not stop until the last page. Thea Paris is a strong, female protagonist that will have you cheering for her the whole time. This book was wonderful and I plan on going back and reading The Freedom Broker.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
When I first received the book in the mail I thought that it may take me some time to finish reading it. Boy was I surprised! As soon as I started reading the book I was hooked. The story line is so well written and detailed that it sucks you in to where next thing you know hours have passed and it has only felt like minutes. This book was such a thriller filled with ups and down, twists and turns, that I had a hard time putting in down to go to sleep at night. I found myself trying to hypothesize what was going to happen next. The personalities of the characters are well described, which allows for opinions and perceptions to be formed by the reader. The entire story was so well detailed and written. It is a must read!
LisaB95 More than 1 year ago
I received a copy from BookishFirst. This was nonstop action all the way. I can’t imagine how it would feel to be on a plane and be hijacked. I’m afraid to lay now lol. What made it all the more harrowing is that children were involved. The characters were well developed and the plot was great. I couldn’t stop reading. If you like thrillers, you will love this. The book sort of reminds me of some of James Patterson’s work. This was a new author for me but I’m for sure looking into what else she writes. Also, if you like Tom Clancy, you will love this. It’s that kind of adventure and thrill writing. I wish I was reading it for the first time again. And it’s scary to think there are such wicked bad guys in the world as what are in this book.
gabizago More than 1 year ago
“Skyjack” by K. .J. Howe is a book packed with action from beginning to end. The plot involves a skyjack, a bioweapon, and a female hero - which is more than enough to make a very compelling thriller, but of course, there's more, a lot more. I like the small chapters format (there's more than 80 chapters in just under 400 pages) - you can stop at any time, but at the same time it is so full of suspense that you don’t want to put down the book. The female hero is Thea Paris, a kidnap expert that ends up involved with the skyjack (literally - inside the plane, as one of the hostages) when she is escorting two former child soldiers from Africa to London. If you like thrillers, international plots, and airplanes, you’re gonna love this!
vickeyu More than 1 year ago
I thought I would just take a few minutes to start reading K.J. Howe's new book "Skyjack". I had no idea that the rest of my day would be hijacked. I really could not put this book down. From the first few pages until the last, it is one exciting turn after another. Thea Paris, an international kidnap-and-ransom expert, is not perfect. She has to deal with a serious health situation and family problems while negotiating the release of a plane full of passengers. The cat and mouse game takes us all over the world with conflicts right out of todays news. Until the end, you aren't quite sure if the bad guys are doing something good or the good guys are doing something that will jeopardize the whole world as we know it. All I can say is to allow plenty of time to finish this story because you are going to get attached to the hostages and Thea as well. I hope there are more Thea Paris adventures in the future.
ReadingCornerforAll More than 1 year ago
Thea Paris, a kidnap-and-ransom specialist, was on a mission to take Jabari and Ayan, two former child soldiers, to their new home in England. Their plane ride was supposed to be an uneventful trip marking the start of a calm new life. However, all that changes when their plane is skyjacked to unknown coordinates by their pilot and the mastermind behind all this is none other than mobster Prospero Salvatore. Prospero soon corners Thea into agreeing to become a part of his mysterious plot in exchange for the safe delivery of Jabari, Ayan, and their fellow passengers. Yet, the closer readers get to the plot, the more questions arise leading to the grand finale in “Skyjack.” This has certainly been a very thrilling month for me with fantastic reads and “Skyjack” is a book to reckon with. Howe has a very clear writing style that manages to create this great cast of characters and tie all their stories together in a “put your hand over your mouth” kind of way. It’s wonderful to see a strong female lead in a very action filled book. Thea is such a great character with a sharp mind and all the skills necessary to take on any opponent. So if you’re looking for an unforgettable thrill ride, “Skyjack” by K.J. Howe is the book for you!
angnay01 More than 1 year ago
This book is the second in a series I guess, but I had no problem reading it as a stand alone book. I was not sure about this book when I first seen it on Bookishfirst. But, after reading the sample I was pleasantly surprised that I was immediately pulled into the fast paced story line. Thea Paris, the main character, is escorting two former child soldiers from Africa to London to their adoptive parents when the jet is hijacked and forced to land. Thea must use her knowledge and skills to try to save the passengers. The book gets a little complicated at times. But, all in all it is a well written thriller. The author does a great job with the details and the characters. I would recommend this book. I received this book from Bookishfirst for my honest review.
Nurse98 More than 1 year ago
This book starts out with action and it doesn't stop until the end. There were a few different story lines in the beginning but by the middle you start to see how they are connecting to each other and it is put together beautifully. The characters were interesting, even the bad guys. The writing flowed well, I could see all the action in my head as I was reading about it. Maybe some of it was a little unbelievable but so are all action movies and I like those too. I loved seeing a main character, and a secondary character, with chronic health issues that are living full lives and not letting it stop them. You go Thea! I am definitely going to get the first book and delve into that soon! Thank you to the publishers for my ARC.
conni7 More than 1 year ago
This is book 2 in the Thea Paris series. I did not read the first book, but I did find this easy to follow, so I think it works well as a standalone. The book is an edge-of-your-seat thriller with three different stories that tie together as the book progresses. In the acknowledgements at the end, the author thanks the experts that helped her make even the tiniest details accurate. I wondered as I read if she was experienced in scenarios like this, had close friends who were or did an incredible amount of research. From scenery to sights and sounds there are so many details that truly make this book come to life. Not only did the author, K. J. Howe, write a fascinating book,rich with detail, but her characterization was also superb. She even went so far as to give background information about the bad guys, that showed the circumstances in their personal lives that in many cases justified, in their minds, the actions they chose to take. This is worth reading for those who enjoy mysteries and thrillers.
conni7 More than 1 year ago
This is book 2 in the Thea Paris series. I did not read the first book, but I did find this easy to follow, so I think it works well as a standalone. The book is an edge-of-your-seat thriller with three different stories that tie together as the book progresses. In the acknowledgements at the end, the author thanks the experts that helped her make even the tiniest details accurate. I wondered as I read if she was experienced in scenarios like this, had close friends who were or did an incredible amount of research. From scenery to sights and sounds there are so many details that truly make this book come to life. Not only did the author, K. J. Howe, write a fascinating book,rich with detail, but her characterization was also superb. She even went so far as to give background information about the bad guys, that showed the circumstances in their personal lives that in many cases justified, in their minds, the actions they chose to take. This is worth reading for those who enjoy mysteries and thrillers.
mdprier More than 1 year ago
My first K&R book and first raffle win, I was pleasantly surprised. Normally, this genre is not my typical read. However, I was won over by the wonderful story and writing. I was initially intrigued by the various characters and could not figure out how they were interconnected. As the story progressed, I felt obligated to try to figure it out before the reveal at the end. Full of action, European languages that I had to look up, and an amazing cast of characters, this book deserves top rating. I can envision the book being turned into a movie and being a blockbuster. My last thought was curiosity if organizations from the book actually exist in the real world. Maybe it is best if I do not know the truth.