Steven Rome’s ‘The Finder’ is the kind of book that will make the hours disappear, like magic. You start reading it—and you’re helplessly hooked. There’s a cleverness, a knowingness in how and what buttons to push in the human psyche as far as Steven Rome’s writing is concerned—he knows very well how to craft an edge-of-your-seat tale that will have you turning the pages.
In this author’s hands, the reader is putty. He starts fast and forceful, yet Steven doesn’t forget to paint an atmosphere you can comfortably inhabit in his tale. ‘The Finder’ is about Jack Breeder, basically a societal outcast with one (dubious) redeeming virtue: an uncanny talent to find whatever is lost and retrieve it, even the seemingly impossible-to-find ones. For this ability, Jack is a much-sought-after agent by those who are not exactly on the good side of the law. Jack thinks he has it easy, until one assignment turns out to have a lot of strings attached—and more complications than he can count with his fingers—that Jack is compelled to stake everything he’s got to save his loved ones.
Needless to say, this book is immensely entertaining. And if Steven Rome releases a sequel that features Jack Breeder’s talents, I’ll buy it in a heartbeat. Get a copy of this book today—or send it as a gift to friends—it is a perfect read on a long bus or plane or train ride, or an otherwise boring weekend. Five stars for this one.