Proximity...Being close to something...In the vicinity at least. Okay, I had to get that straight in my head before I began to summarize this book. Why? Because the big reveal at the end of the book plays on that word a lot.
Okay, when I initially picked this book up, I was in need of a letter/number fix of the military type. You know, the AK-47/ B-52/ EOD/ M-16/ SH-60B Seahawk type of balls to the wall, procedure and pomp kind of tale. I expected nail-biting relations of bombs diffused, nerves frayed and broken, shop talk, maybe a mini tutorial on currents with a side of drama thrown in. I was not expecting a thriller. Do not be fooled, Jazz Jascinksi, the main character is heroic, not too complex but certainly a good beacon to guide the reader through the rigors and procedure of being an EOD Bomb Tech.
While the author flirts with the main character suffering from the stress of maintaining a marriage, a relationship with his parents and his children, expectations...the pace of the thriller aspect rarely allows the Jazz to wallow in any emotional slump for too long, so yes, he seems like superman at times. Ahh, the thriller aspect though: Terrorists are a foot and this may or may not involve our hero, Jazz. I have to be honest, when the author started toying with the idea of Jazz as a suspect, I bristled against that hard.
Anyway, I really enjoyed reading this book although, I thought that the ending was slightly rushed and the reveal of the villain somewhat bittersweet. I got this novel on my kindle as a free read, and while there are a few typos, I thought the story was reaaally damn good. It could be phenomenal with a little more polishing, but even as it is, it would make a really good movie. Think 'The Guardian,' 'Navy Seals' and 'SWAT.' However, this book is not the 'Hurt Locker,' so if your looking for grit, riveting drama, possible PTSD, this book isn't exactly what you want.