Ryan Kealey is dragged back into rescuing the Secretary of State from Pakistan, during a period of rising tensions between Pakistan and India, by his conniving boss, Jonathan Harper (using his "girlfriend" Naomi, who had developed a chemical dependency to deal with her emotional trauma.) ( )

Another intriguing story from the late Andrew Britton. Ryan Kealey is drawn back into CIA machinations by his former controller, John Harper. The manner in which this is achieved harks back to the previous novel, The Assassin [b], and links all three in the series so far together. The plot is straightforward, but the sub plot is more complex and leads to the final denouement. A very good, fast paced read.

Too much narration and not enough interaction with the characters. I found myself knowing the narrator more than the people in the book. ( )

While certainly no masterpiece, Andrew Britton's The Invisible, his third novel featuring CIA agent Ryan Kealey, is an entertaining and page-turning thriller that successfully manages to grab the reader's attention and doesn't relinquish until quite a while after the last period has been reached. The events that shape the plot of this book are believable, and the political rammifications that too many fiction works ignore are successfully brought in to heighten the tension. The action sequences are exhilerating and leave one on the edge of their seat. However, I do find many faults with the often wooden characters, especially Naomi Kharmai, the British born agent whom Ryan Kealey fell in love with in the Assassin (Britton's previous book). She has been reduced from a believable character in the previous novel to an annoying hindrance (so much so, that it seems that Kealey would rather hang out with a female French agent, who is a little tougher and much more bearable). The two most believable characters of this story are Kealey's boss Jonathan Harper, and David Brenneman, the President of the United States. However, thriller novels are known for action and not characters, and on action, this book delivers. (Note: this review is just my opinion. If you have read this book and have a different opinion, you have the right to respectfully disagree).

Side Note: This is the last book that Andrew Britton wrote. He passed away from an undiagnosed heart condition just three weeks after this book's publication at the age of 27. While Britton's works are still being published, they are all posthumous. ( )