There have been plenty of books about Pablo Escobar and Mark Bowden's detached view of the hunt in Killing Pablo, read like a thriller even though it was a true story. Since this book gives an account from inside the family of the man himself and the 24/7 stress and danger involved just by being related to Pablo Escobar, this book is of equal stature, and equally addictive to read, as Mark Bowden's book from the 90s. That said, there are a couple of irritating parts where Roberto Escobar states "I don't believe my brother would do that" in response to rumours he was told. Such clear familial bias was left unresolved in the text and might as well have been cut out.
That niggle aside the rest of the book is an excellent oral history of someone no longer alive to defend himself, and unlike Killing Pablo which I burned through in three days, you can relax and read this one at a slower pace and still enjoy it.