A choppy, unworkable story makes Star Stealers one of Edward Aarons' less impressive works. It bogs itself down in three loosely connected plot lines. First, a rogue one-time Nazi scientist escapes to the desert and intercepts all the photographs and data from US, Russian, and Chinese satellites. (The title comes from CIA agent Sam Durell's contention that the proliferation of orbiting satellites has stolen the grandeur of the stars themselves.) Second, a corporate conspiracy involves sabotage and perhaps murder, with Durell's long ago admirer, Amanda, at the center of a battle over her dead husband's multinational conglomerate. Third, a fellow CIA agent, Olliver, seems to be succumbing to the temptations of excess living on his meagre governmental salary, making sure corruption ensues.
Not even Aarons' ability to create an alluring atmosphere out of the Moroccan desert and wilderness can save this book from its lack of focus. The various pieces seemed forced and haphazard. It's especially revealing when Aarons needs three separate chapters at the end to provide overly lengthy conclusions and solutions to the three plot lines. Really, a sort of mess.