2.5, really. Diaz and his ghost writer wrote this in a bigger than life, hard boiled style that rubs me the wrong way. Diaz comes off as a holier than thou tough guy asshole with some serious personality problems and while I don't like to dog too much on law enforcement, probably should have never been given a gun and a badge. The author is obviously prejudiced against anyone that doesn't have his violent, adrenaline fueled point of view (unless you're a woman). He also obviously hates southerners and let's you know all about it - something I take great offense to.
Perhaps it's just that I disagree with the whole premise of our country's failed drug policy and implementation there of. Diaz seems to have had no problem going into a country not his own, and leading a squad to blindly fire into a drug lab, then waxing poetic in the next chapter about the sanctity of life. Is it smart policy to skirt another country's laws to try to enforce our own at the risk of the populations life and limb (and stolen property)?
Regardless of my views, this book was a pretty fast, easy and occasionally interesting read, however poor the narrative style, so there's that. On to something better I hope.....