I read this book a few years ago. It was entertaining to a certain degree, but....... Where do I begin?
So there's this spy dude, who's apparently famous. And old. He says he wants to choose a successor to pass his secrets on to. Really? The author sat down, decided to write a novel, and said, "Gee, I think I'll have this dying spy send a bunch of people on a quest." Sure, the plot twist made it... not pathetic. But really, pathetic is a terrible way to start a book.
So Eddie Drood and four other stooges go on a quest. *Edit: there's six of them. And that's how distinct their characteristics are: not at all.* To solve five mysteries. Starting with the Loch Ness monster. Because none of them thought to do that before. The spy dude didn't tell them what they needed to solve, he just sent them on their merry way. But first they had to figure out where in the world the teleporter put them. They find out through Walking GPS person, who has no other characteristics other than she was given a lot of technology by the FBI, that they're in Scotland. So they decide that the mystery the spy dude wants them to solve is the Loch Ness monster. But they're just guessing. It's an obvious guess, but they don't know. Remember that for later.
Blah, blah, blah, one of them gets killed. And it's not an accident and the Loch Ness monster didn't do it. And the remaining four are like, "Meh, whatever. We can totally still be friends."
Since they get teleported elsewhere, they decide they solved the mystery. Elsewhere is the Southern USA, gadget lady says. So they figure they need to solve the mystery of Bigfoot. Because none of them ever got curious before then. So these people, who are the most competent, skillful, brilliant, upcoming world class spies, use their stellar skills to seek out this bigfoot.
They sit down and make a campfire. To make tea. Seriously. They do that. James Bond would totally sit down and make tea if he wanted to look for Bigfoot.
But luckily, they don't need to search, since Bigfoot conveniently walks up to them. He's a furry pedophile. They kill him. And one of them dies. And it's not an accident and Bigfoot didn't do it. And they're like, "Whatever, we can totally still be friends."
They get teleported to Russia, where the main character saves the remaining "super spies" from hypothermia.
Then they get teleported to Philadelphia, where they decide that the mystery they need to solve is a random ship that disappeared in 1940. Um, what? Out of the whole city of Philadelphia, the biggest mystery is a ship that sink 60 years ago? For all they know, they need to solve the mystery of Mrs. Pinkerton's missing cat. They weren't given any hints what they needed to solve. Why pick that ship?
Another one of them dies. And it's not an accident and the evil fairies didn't do it. And they're like, "Whatever, all three of us can still totally be friends."
And then they get teleported to Midwestern USA. Didn't the author do any research to find out that in the whole, wide world, the biggest mysteries of life are NOT located in the USA? Boring racist. So yes, they're still stuck in the boring USA. And it's an alien invasion they figure they need to solve. Because there's humans and cows with body parts missing. There's a bull that's missing it's stomach, testicles, a patch of hide, and it's top front teeth.
Dang. Based off of that, I'd say they have a much bigger mystery, because cows don't have top front teeth. The aliens managed to steal something the cows didn't have. Good job, aliens.
And then there's the plot twist, that made the whole reason for the book seem not stupid, though it didn't touch the stupidity of the content. And Eddie Drood, ho, hum, average Gary Stue, saves the day. The end.