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After having to hand back his Pulitzer Prize due to a massive scandal, Ron Wright's reputation as a journalist with the Washington Post crashed and burned, taking his marriage with it. After receiving a cryptic message from an old friend, Ron takes the first train from Washington to New York City--and quickly finds himself in a deadly chase after a friend and long-trusted news source ends up dead in Paris. Wright, thrust into the lead of a lifetime, must connect this bizarre turn of events to unlock one of the most covered-up secrets of the modern era: Saudi Arabian royalty has long provided funding for a powerful group in America--funds that have been accumulating to launch a vicious attack on American soil. Beginning in France and stretching across the Middle East, Wright must enlist the help of a beautiful journalist from Al-Jazeera to uncover the story of the century.--From publisher description. Non sono state trovate descrizioni di biblioteche |
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Google Books — Sto caricando le informazioni... GeneriSistema Decimale Melvil (DDC)813.54Literature English (North America) American fiction 20th Century 1945-1999Classificazione LCVotoMedia:
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First of all, it's billed inside the dustcover as being written by Jack Anderson, the famous Pulitzer Prize winning newspaper columnist, 'and' Robert Westbrook, 'the author of the Howard Moon Deer Mysteries… as well as many works of non-fiction…[who] lives in New York'. So, the first mystery is: who wrote this book? The dust cover also informs that Jack Anderson died in 2005, while the copyright notice is 2006. So, again, who wrote this book?
There are, of course, many mysteries which we would like to solve, and we all like to have a go at one now and then. But don't bother about this one. It's not worth it. This book is just a sorry collection of cardboard characters, wafer-thin plots and a mid-numbing selection of outrageously ridiculous coincidences that would make even a Victorian novelist wince.
So why did I bother persisting to the end? Discipline, I suppose. And the hope that some of Anderson's legendary magic might surface.
It didn't. ( )