CRINGE. Another spin-off novel about Jeff Rovin's Op Center. Tom Clancy can do a lot better than put his name on this piece of trash. This is dire. OK, so fiction has to take liberties, but who in their right mind would send a million-dollar piece of hardware, the Regional Op Centre, into the most vulnerable part of the world? It's like leaving the door open on your house when you go abroad saying 'come on in, burglar, steal it all!' The grammar and storytelling makes Enid Blyton look like Tom Clancy himself and the dialogue is as bad as the script to the movie ARMAGEDDON, if not cornier. If techno-thrillers are going to get this bad, I'm going to go back to reading Dean Koontz and Stephen King, or stick to Dale Brown, Larry Bond, Michael DiMercurio, Cussler, Coyle, etc. Even better suggestion. Stick to the proper Clancy. Three Op-Center stories was enough. And if you want better Middle East-based thrillers, read SHADOWS OF STEEL by Dale Brown or THE ENEMY WITHIN by Larry Bond. Avoid Crap-Center.