Ward Larsen obviously spent some time coming up with a plot for Stealing Trinity that a.) makes sense and b.) doesn't contain any significant holes, because this tale of a German spy's attempt to steal the secrets of the Manhattan Project in the dying days of World War II works like precision clockwork. There's no stretching logic or plausibility on display; everything makes sense.
Its unfortunate therefore; that such a well worked plot has been wasted on such an otherwise bland book. Dull, one dimensional and uncharismatic characters, a lack of excitement and no tangible sense of jeopardy left me with a definite feeling of 'Is that it?' when I turned the final page. Its not that Stealing Trinity is bad. Its competently written and contains no howlers. Its just that it so totally unremarkable and forgettable. If it hadn't been comparatively short in length I might have become bored.
Recommended only for those with an uncritical love of World War II thrillers.