Disappointing, really bad
The heroes fight thirty two of Her Majesty's best killers who are supported by attack helicopters and several regiments of heavy infantry. At first the good guys are protected by a "capture, not kill order". Soon enough, there is a "weapons live" order but the MI6? agents still don't kill a single good guy. Oh, and the bad guys suffer many casualties, including the two attack helicopters. That's a lot to overlook.
The story gets weirder and the character contradictions are more pronounced. There are scenes in the first book that I gave a pass on. The three main characters groggy from sedation kill or severely injure twelve mercenaries. Unbelievable but if that moves a story with a nice premise along, I was willing to overlook it.
The female main character needs serious counseling and seems to think like a teenager, rather than a Secret Service close protection agent. Her magical bonding with their prisoner is strange. It would make more sense (not a lot, but more) if there was a sexual relationship but there isn't one. Her dialogue is repetitious and crazy, teenager-ish with a bad attitude, certainly not that of an adult woman. Yet somehow, she was a competent agent in the security forces?
The rating for this book on my Misogyny Index ( 0 -women are human beings to 15 -women are human?, silly man!) Index is easily 17. With the exception of the fifty-year old female who is possibly the only interesting person in the story, the younger women spend easily 85% of dialogue, bonding? like thirteen year olds, talking about periods (really - almost two pages), bra sizes, most of all worrying about their fitness (the writer constantly refers to their need to workout to maintain their "lean, athletic" figures -these two women are supposedly trained and experienced combat experts in the security agencies of Britain.
The normal twenty-two year old woman who is described only as curvy worries about being fat. This is a young professional from an aristocratic family and her self image is dominated by the horror of having "boobs" that are too big and curves. Interesting.
She feels like a "bloater" (no clue) because she ate 12 nuggets. Several minutes later, she encounters a young, big (always), handsome, big muscled (always), black man (which in American newspapers, usually starts at about age twelve -when they've been killed by police), so the age is vague. She decides that black standards of beauty give her an instant pass, especially if they are working class (remember her aristocratic background). I think that this scene would make a lot of readers very uncomfortable, albeit for different reasons.
At page 297 or so, her teammates go looking for the twenty-two year old. They ask the laundry attendant, a number of mall employees and only need to describe her as curvy, only twice including her dark hair. They find her in a black bar?, where the bartender has to run to a backroom to find a clean glass. If he had been a redhead, would we have to be reminded what a good boy he is and that he was raised well by his momma or that all whites are to addressed as Sir and Ma'am? The writer is trying to show how desperate our twenty-two year old is, that she will grab a black man? This interlude is so pointless, that it must have had only one purpose, to mix racism into the misogyny flow.
The writer goes to great lengths to express his disdain for any woman with a figure more developed than that of maybe a sixteen or seventeen year old's. He has a small exposition concerning obesity in the U.S., during the page 279-280 dating scene. When a writer goes to such lengths for every female character who is of " do-able? " age, it feels like an unhealthy sexual fixation on the boyish bodies of teens. Fetish away in private but the writer seems to be oversharing.
None of the men are obsessed with their fitness, nor is their older female leader (whom we are constantly reminded has aches and pains). The characters stopped displaying normal feeling about three quarters of the way through the first book. I was sure that that would change in a series but I was wrong.
The childishness of one female security officer is the highlight of the dialogue. The leader is silently mysterious and is now the group's expert on temporal physics. The contradictions between what is considered possible in similar intervention scenarios and how intelligence gathering is allowed by way of repeated time portal openings at the same event, become the biggest plot failing. The group has trouble deciding how to move a smallish chest in the back of a van through a portal in the van. They debate The merits of climbing over it or pushing it into the street, until a consensus is reached to push it through the portal sitting there.
There is so much more wrongness in this book, that it's beyond cataloguing. This an Amazon All-star writer. I will avoid any other Amazon All Star writer unless I get the all clear from a friend.