I thought I had read everything Harlan Coben had written, having enjoyed most of his output, although it is fair to say that the more recent novels had become more predictable, with obvious plot repeats from earlier novels, and few new ideas. Still, they were usually worth reading, until this.
This is the first book ever written by Coben, and it might just have been his last had he not improved - this is simply dreadful. Hackneyed phrasing, predictable, slow, laughable characterisation, and so many holes in the plot that I stopped noticing them. This is simply one of the worst books I have ever attempted to read - I lost patience about 200 pages in and skimmed the rest just to see if it improved - it didn't.
Had I not been on holiday and been a fan of some of Coben's books I wouldn't have bothered - do not waste your hard earned money on this cynical cash in.
I was so incensed at the way Coben was exploiting his fans by issuing this that I emailed him (from his website) asking why he had allowed this to be published. To his credit he responded, (by quoting 2 positive emails he had received) but completely ignored the point about cashing in on his status. Coben is now up there (down there??) with James Patterson as authors I avoid due to their disregard for their fans and their grubby pursuit of a quick buck