![]() ![]() ![]() As a thriller, this largely works - it’s a little too meditative, maybe, and there’s the weird narrative voice that keeps popping through that makes it clear this isn’t just rogue psycho CIA types run amok. ![]() I read it with an eye towards how it did or did not fulfill my expectations for a thriller in the model of the Cold War era spy thrillers my mother read by the dozen in my childhood (which I sometimes stole and read too because lots of pages). Sure, there are those early references to events in 2016 so the reader knows it’s set in a near future, but it’s so near future that it hardly registers. When I first read this, I mentally classified it as a thriller. But if you dismiss this as just another fangirl review, you’ll be missing out, because despite the flaws (and there are flaws - fannish and blind are not synonyms) this is one seriously notable book. She’s smart and she writes books that appeal to me as a reader. So, I think I made it pretty clear last year that I really like Alaya Dawn Johnson’s style. ![]()
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