I started ‘Die Twice’ with high hopes. I usually enjoy books like this. Three of my favorite authors are Vince Flynn, Brad Thor and David Baldacci. This novel is not even close. I cant recall the last time I hoped for so much and go so little.
To me, it almost felt like this was a book written by a kid for other kids.
The only good thing is the fact it was a pretty fast-moving book. That, however, didn’t save it. I read 200 of the 299 pages and could not take anymore. I gave up.
There were so many things in this story that were childish, silly and not believable that I‘m not even sure where to begin.
The main characters, Treyvallan, Trayvallyn or whatever his name is is ex Royal Navy. Yet, he uses no military lingo or jargon. Not bogey, not HVT, not hot zone. Nothing. His ‘contact’ is Richard Fothergill. Fothergill is supposedly a spy or spook or something in intel…but we’re never told what agency or what his title is other than ‘liaison.’ These 2 people, Treyvallyn and Feathers-whatever work together. Yet, there is no chain of command. No use of title or rank. He’s not Captain Treyvallyn, Major Treyvalleyn. Instead, he’s David.
In one scene, the hero of the book, Tremayne or whatever his name is, drives from Chicago to Gary, IN. There’s a warehouse there where supposedly some very dangerous weapons are being stored. Trevaylln is on stakeout, waiting for the mean tough scary bad guys to come out. He sits there all evening, through the night, through sunrise. Nothing. Finally, after 10 hours with terrorists in possession of dangerous weapons, Tremayne decided to go into the warehouse. Why he waited 10 hours I don’t know. And how does the elite Navy guy, well-trained with high skills, infil the warehouse? He picks up a brick and smashes the padlock.
I also find it implausible. Bad guys are in Chicago possessing a nerve agent that can kill millions. However, Tremane and Father Feathers don’t share this info with the US govt. They also seek help from “London” but no help comes. 1) I’d like to think if England, an ally, knew about a coming attack on US soil, they’d share that info. 2) I found it funny how Feather Father contacts his HQ’s in London, yet never says the name of the agency he works for or who he spoke with. It’s always ‘I just got off the phone with London.’
Writing style. Granted, someone’s style is subjective but I had 2 main issues with Mr. Grant’s style.
He starts each chapter with a ‘flashback,’ usually of the main character in training, other times to childhood. At first, I thought that was pretty clever. However, it quickly became tedious and boring, especially when it drastically slowed the pace of the novel. For example, in one part, the bad guys escape. They’ve got really bad weapons with them and they’re heading toward Chicago. Oooh, good stuff. Scary. Chapter ends. Quick, turn the page!!! The next chapter begins with Travalleyn thinking back to childhood when he’s visited by two aunts from Ireland. Huh???
Secondly, Mr. Grant appears to be the king of the sentence fragment. I’m not an English teacher and sure, sometimes you need to write like that to make a powerful point. However, it was annoying. Frustrating. The book slowed. To a crawl. To a snail’s pace. The pace awkward. Slowed down. Drastically. (see what I did there.)
Also, it was pretty obvious from the second chapter who was behind it. The fact that it was so obvious to me (and others based on their review) and not obvious to the highly trained, extremely brilliant protagonist was laughable. It was also obvious who the bad guy was simply because only about 5 characters are given names and by page 130, 3 of them are dead. The only 2 characters with names still alive are the main character and _____.
As I said earlier, I really wanted to like this book. I really tried to like this book. But it was about as enjoyable as a trip to the dentist.