⭐ A Structural Disaster With No Plot, No Purpose, and No Pulse
Cold War is, without exaggeration, one of the worst techno-thrillers I have ever read. If negative stars were possible, this book would deserve them without hesitation. It is a complete narrative failure, a hollow and bloated mess that offers no tension, no coherence, and absolutely no reason for a reader to care. Nothing in these pages resembles a functioning story.
I continued this book only because it is the fifth entry in the Power Plays series, but finishing it felt like a punishment. I honestly have no idea how I will get through the remaining three books after this experience. Cold War is so thoroughly incompetent that it almost destroys the series by itself.
The only part of this novel that works at all is the Inverness subplot with Detective Gorrie. Those sections feel grounded, atmospheric, and written by someone who actually understands pacing and character. Everything else collapses immediately. The Antarctica storyline is a lifeless trudge from one pointless scene to another. The villains are never explained, never motivated, never threatening, and never connected to anything in a meaningful way. The “secret base” under the ice is so implausible that it borders on parody. UpLink supposedly has unmatched satellite surveillance, yet an entire underground installation goes unnoticed. It is not just unrealistic. It is insulting.
The character work is even worse. Annie vanishes for an entire book and then reappears near the end so the author can force a cringe inducing romance scene during an armed assault. Pete and Annie have no chemistry, no arc, and no reason to be together except authorial desperation. Megan Breen teleports to Antarctica for no logical reason whatsoever. Random filler characters like Hal Pruit and Elata drift into the narrative without introduction or purpose. Nothing they do matters. Nothing they say matters. Their existence only highlights how sloppy and unfocused the writing is.
The pacing is diabolical. Pages of filler swamp the narrative: baseball chatter, irrelevant news broadcasts, pointless technical jargon, and scenes that go nowhere. The book leaps between unrelated plotlines with no rhythm or intention. It reads like two separate drafts stapled together. There is no structure, no escalation, no payoff. Every chapter feels like padding.
This novel adds nothing to the series, deepens nothing, and clarifies nothing. Instead, it exposes just how hollow the Power Plays world becomes when placed in the hands of incoherent storytelling. Cold War drags the entire franchise down to a level I did not think possible.
Cold War left me with nothing but regret for the hours I wasted on it. This is not just a weak entry in a middling series. It is an outright failure of craft, structure, and basic storytelling competence. By the final page, the book has not earned a single moment of tension, emotion, or clarity. It simply collapses under its own confusion. Finishing it felt less like completing a novel and more like enduring a mistake. Cold War is lifeless, soulless, and utterly pointless, and it stands as one of the worst techno-thrillers I have ever forced myself to finish.