Elaborate. Set on a grand scale. Laced with insider
detail. An intricately woven plot full of intrigue and bursts action. In short,
House of Spies is everything you’ve
come to expect from a Daniel Silva novel.
Set in the days following the largest (fictional)
attack on the United States since 9/11, Silva’s collection of usual suspects,
led by the mercurial Gabriel Alon are on the hunt for clues leading to the
whereabouts of the elusive ISIS terror mastermind, the Saladin.
This is where Silva delvers proof of his masterful
skills as a storyteller; those charged with tacking and hunting terrorists are
not sitting around waiting for the terrorists to slip up and make a mistake,
but rather they spend time looking for lose threads that they can follow that
lead to a real clue.
In this case, the spies think that there may be more to
the story of a flamboyant, French, jet-setting business tycoon when they
stumble on his connection to dealers in drugs and arms. They pull on that
thread and the fabric of his story unravels to reveal shady connection to a
mysterious middle eastern type they soon deduce may be the man they are
seeking.
This is storytelling that ranks among the best in the
game and Silva deserves his place on any list of masters of the form. He lards
on just enough twists to leave the shadow of doubt as the hunt ratchets up that
extra thrilling notch.
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