This novel has been described as “A heart-wrenching tale of friendship, love and treachery set against the exotic and intriguing backdrop of wartime Egypt”, and that sums up my own experience perfectly. The Cairo Code will linger in your thoughts long after you close the pages. Nevertheless, I have argued with myself over how to rate the novel. The plot gets five stars, no question about it, but I was not convinced the execution was of the same calibre in the early stages of the novel. As a Christian reader, there were also some aspects of the story that made me a little uncomfortable. (Based on the book’s publisher I selected this book for review under the incorrect assumption that it was a Christian novel.) But when all is said and done, this novel got under my skin in a way that made anything less than five stars seem dishonest.
In 1939, Jack (Johann) Halder, Harry Weaver, and Rachel Stern took part in an archaeological dig that forged a strong friendship. Four years later they find themselves caught up on opposite sides of WWII, unknowingly pitted against each other in an assignment that none of them can afford to fail. We know that neither Roosevelt nor Churchill were assassinated, so to a certain extent we know what the outcome must be, and yet the further I got into the novel the more urgently I needed to discover just how all the chips would fall.
As compelling as the action was, it was the emotional tension that had me propping up my eyelids with matchsticks in order to finish the book. I guess that’s females for you! If I had to choose one word to sum up this story I would say ‘poignant’, but I don’t think that does justice to the depth or array of emotions I had experienced by the end. I mean, what do you do when your best friend and the woman you love (and thought had died) turn out to be involved in a plot to assassinate the President of the United States? One thing’s for sure: There are no easy answers!
It did take a little while for this story to get to the action, so much so that I began to wonder whether the categorisation of ‘thriller’ was really warranted. This was largely because the author took the time to introduce several of the major players in the story, not just Jack, Harry, and Rachel, which, in turn, meant following several seemingly disconnected characters at first. But it was time well spent because the friction between these characters and their differing agendas and personalities was a large part of what drove the action forward. Once the assignment got underway any doubts about the label ‘thriller’ were left in the dust.
My main reservation stems from being a Christian reader and reviewer. Having assumed this was a Christian novel, I was initially surprised to find some rather frank acknowledgements of sexual attraction, as well as several references to sexual activity outside of marriage (including at clubs and brothels). That being said, there were no descriptive bedroom scenes and most direct references were limited to a few sentences within a larger scene. The word ‘bloody’ also appeared frequently as a mild expletive, but this was the worst expletive used in the novel. While I did not necessarily enjoy these aspects, I did feel that they were true to the characters and the plot, and I only mention them as a courtesy to other like-minded readers who may make the same assumption I did based on the publisher.
This book was an affecting portrayal of friendship, loyalty, and the truth that there are no winners in war. Thank you to Howard Books for providing a copy of this book in return for my honest review.