Bell writes a whole lot of words, but so does the Government Printing Office, and neither one writes well. His prime character, Alex Hawke, is another comic-book Superman-type, a descendant of ancient English nobility, who just happens to be an old childhood friend of Prince Charles, and admired by the Queen, as well as most of the other gentrified and oh-so-important ruling class of England (and Scotland too). He also just happens to be the only person who knows every cranny of Balmoral Castle when it is hijacked, and these 'just happenings' just keep on happening. The handsome, witty and dashing superhero possesses unequaled skill in virtually everything, is superbly capable of joining an SAS team as its leader for example, without ever having met them before, and emerges from vicious fire-fights unscathed. He is the only man in the universe able to contend with the diabolically clever and murderous secret Muslim society that already has infiltrated the whole world. Like previous human supermen of English origin, such as the Saint and James Bond, he never meets a woman who is less than a 10 and also brilliant, who very conveniently turns up naked and aroused, eagerly dragging him into bed. Gimme a break, fella! (Compared to the Saint, this guy is a clod!)
The characters are all unbelievable (one is a former SEAL, who picks up two terrorists, one with each arm, and smashes their heads together, killing them -- and Prince Charles is even made to be smart!), the plot is tortuous, the action scenes are ridiculously contrived, and the author's conspicuous fawning over "nobility" is quite repulsive. I'll put Ted Bell on my list of authors to avoid in the future. He should stick to making these goofy-crazy TV ads we have to put up with nowadays. At least they only last 30 seconds.
Also, it's annoying when Hawke substitutes the word "cuss" for a swearword, just for kicks. It was KINDA funny at first, but come on...