Being an avid Nelson DeMille fan, I was looking forward to reading The Gate House, his sequel to The Gold Coast. I finally finished reading it yesterday. This book rambles ad nauseam with John Sutter’s over the top sarcasm–what an unlikeable character he’s become. I plodded along hoping to eventually determine some point to this novel besides the bemoaning of Sutter’s divorce. There is a plot hidden in all that verbiage but not much of one…and certainly not worth the pages and pages and pages (you get the point) you have to muddle through to find it. His editor needs to be fired for allowing this to be published in its current form. What a disappointment.
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