Three quarters of Quayle Question takes place in the Washington DC area and New Jersey. A boring locale. And a story that is not much better. Once more CIA agent Sam Durell faces off with what turns out to be two past adversaries, Eli Plowman, a renegade CIA agent from Assignment Sumatra, and Dr. Sinn, the satan worshipper from Assignment Ceylon. Both of those novels are excellent. Bringing back the characters from them for a rematch in the US and, later, Baja California, utterly fails. For Quayle Question not only lapses into constant cliche without any imaginative twists, it also brings back for the entire story Deirdre Padgett, Sam Durell's longtime girlfriend, a one time fashion editor now turned fellow CIA agent with Durell. Over the series of Durell books, I've come from finding Padgett annoying to disliking her. She ruins every book in which her presence looms over things. Here, it causes Durell to constantly moon about like a lovesick puppy in distress, because Dr. Sinn (a parodic name that falls to the point of being ludicrous in Quayle Factor) threatens her and even kidnaps her later. Did I mention that Deirdre is always getting kidnapped in these books? And, by the way, Deirdre just happens to be the niece of the richest man in the world whose daughter is also kidnapped by Dr. Sinn in the latter's quest to acquire a worldwide media empire. Also note that Padgett appeared in the series when it started, in 1955. Some twenty years later, Sam and Deirdre are not far off from being elderly citizens eligible for membership in AARP. But they act like they're fifteen years old.
The end of the series is coming up. Aarons only wrote three more Durell stories before he died in 1975. Let's see if there is a return to the brilliance of Sumatra and Ceylon or if Aarons was just trying to push things out before the end. Usually, in exotic settings, Aarons writes engaging adventure stories that provide a landscape for action filled, albeit simple, spy plots. But when obsessing over Deirdre the stories become flat and Sam looks silly. We'll see.