|About the Book|
As with Dead Heat, the other Francis father/son outing, all the elements are there for a good story, but once again, it doesnt deliver at the level readers of Francis have come to expect. The pacing is just a bit off, son Felix still dump truck loads in the middle of the narrative that slow it down to almost stopping the story, and some characters who could have been used to better advantage are given short shrift making the reader wonder why all the detail had been given about that character. And then there is an uncharacteristic nod to Dead Heat--something Dad never did unless it was vital to the story or character development. If this continues, this really doesnt bode well for the future of the Francis name. If the next father/son collaboration is a stinker too, its time to hang up the word processor, rather than let such a fine author go down in disgrace.(His first foray back after a six year haitus after his wifes death, Under Orders, wasnt his absolute best, but it was a solid entry into the Francis ouvre.)This also raises the question about editors doing their job. It used to be that an editor would tell an author--even a big name writer like Francis--when something needed to be changed for the betterment of the story, and the writer would do it. These days editors seem merely to correct for grammar, spelling and punctuation, and thats it. In my opinion, there is NO author who is above being told by and editor to change something that doesnt work. Hell, Tom Clancys novels--with only one or two exceptions--could be cut by at least a third, fi not half and you would have a better story.