Synopsis from Goodreads:
Bush pilot and family man Tom Stokes is about to face the worst day of his life. On a clear winter morning he sets out in his Cessna 180 to do some repairs on a remote hunt camp, leaving his five year old son and very pregnant wife snug in their beds.
On the return trip, a squall forces him into an emergency landing and he winds up—quite literally—in the lap of petty criminal Dale Knight. Dale, now a fugitive from the law—and worse, from a merciless drug lord who just happens to be his brother—draws Tom into a web of mayhem and treachery that puts not only his life at risk, but the lives of his wife, son…and unborn child.
Copeland smiled. “Ed, as always, it’s a pleasure doing business with you. You anticipate my every need. I can’t believe you came out of the same nutsack as that piece of shit brother of yours.” Then the smile was gone…
I picked up this e-book for free on my Kobo, so I didn’t expect too much going into it. I have to say that it took me several days to finish reading it, despite the fact that it’s actually quite short. To be fair, it would be difficult for any book to capture my attention right after reading A Court of Mist and Fury, so I tried not to judge too harshly.
This is a quick-paced story about a drug deal gone wrong. None of the characters are particularly likeable, although one might argue that they are laughable (in a good way, of course). For example, this description of when we meet the notorious Copeland: “The guy frisked him thoroughly, then led him downstairs to a thirty-seat home theatre where Copeland sat alone, sipping a cocktail and watching a Jackie Chan movie.” Am I the only one that’s amused by this? The characters are so real. They watch Jackie Chan movies and go to Tim Hortons for Iced Capps. That’s right, it takes place in my homeland. Land of the Timmy’s.
Anyways, I don’t really remember much else because things were happening, and then it ended, and that was it.
★★★ (3 stars) because this was just an okay read. It wasn’t terrible but it wasn’t fantastic either.
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