I've always found the James Bond novels much better than you might imagine they would be.Well written,tightly plotted and full of detail. This one however is a bit of a novelty.Written from the perspective of the heroine,imperiled in a backwoods motel, the drama of the hostage situation plays far too small a part compared to the backstory of the girl.The feel is of a short story padded out to meet a publishing contract. As a Fleming fan one hopes there aren't too many mysogonist gaffes especially when writing from a feminine perspective and only the line 'All women love semi-rape' grates.Interestingly Fleming also shows himself already well ahead in the product placement game. In a note Bond leaves the girl after an early morning runner he calmly recommends Guerlain's "Fleurs des Alpes' instead of Camay. The big Jessie.