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276 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published December 1, 1986
"The Sixth Fleet, Talbot was aware, would have informed him of the presence of any of their aircraft in his vicinity, not from courtesy but because regulations demanded it, a fact of which O'Rourke was as well aware as he was."…and then the whole thing is downhill from there. There is literally NO action here; NO tension, NO real mystery to solve...there's not even a main character, just a cast of dozens who speak — endlessly — in identical, comma-heavy voices. Indeed, the whole thing is almost all captain's cabin, upper deck or even White House "tell, don't show" dialogue (or often monologue), so that it feels more like the script for a very boring drawing room play than an actual novel, with new characters randomly and briefly appearing to deliver their expository lines in an "oh look, here comes our cryptographer/nuclear scientist/FBI director now!" kind of way. And don't get me started on the ending, which was not only frankly stupid but also telegraphed nearly 200 pages in advance, and so not so much surprising as just long overdue.
"This was a combined telescope and camera, invented and built by the French, of the type used by spy satellites in orbit, which was capable, under ideal atmospheric circumstances, of locating and photographing a white plate from an altitude of two hundred and fifty miles."