Grisham, John – The Broker
Also bought on the boat (see SHIT by Ray Hammond – sorry, Extinction by Ray Hammond).
I like Grisham. I know that he gets a little bit Jeffrey Archer at times but he’s nowhere near as patronising, actually went to university & doesn’t (as far as I know), consort with prostitues or tell lies to the courts.
And, whilst sometimes, his plots are a little bit mechanical, he doesn’t go round dropping enormous hints and he doesn’t treat us like idiots repeating the clues to ensure that we understand.
Yes Jeffrey, you may have had a pooh at Buckingham Palace or No 10 more times than I’ve had hot dinners. But that doesn’t make you a better man – believe me, it doesn’t.
The Broker slightly misses the target, I think, as Grisham’s obvious (and admitted) love for Italy obscures the main story a bit.
Not as good as Time to Kill, The Firm or The Brethren but it would have been a good way to while away ten hours on a cross channel ferry.
Much better, in any case, than reading Excrement by Ray Hammond.
All the best
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