“Large, illuminated snowflakes were floating down past street-lamps and clinging to people’s hats and coats. There was a pleasant rhythm to everything: the snow, the pedestrians, the slow-moving traffic.”
One hundred of deception. Or was it just a shadow of what actually happened? Either way, the mysterious circumstances around the explosion of the U.S.S Maine on the night of February 15th, 1898 have yet to be solved. Now, in 1792, the investigation is opening again, and suspiciously, the National Security Agency is seeking a diary that was lost all those years ago during the explosion. Somehow, Tony April has landed himself in the middle of all this, along with the company of the beautiful and clever Barbara Anderson. Tony just wants to help Barbara find the remains of her grandfather's body. However, they soon find themselves in murky waters when they link the death of the old man to the U.S.S Maine and a long, lost treasure….
There were many references in the story that I did not get at first, so I looked them up. It seems the author has adopted the mystery around the actual explosion of the U.S.S Maine in 1898 and weaved a plot to it. The author has taken a lot of facts which are real, for example, the investigation led by Admiral Hyman Rickover, yellow journalism [a term which refers to the journalists and media exaggerating news to increase sales and catch headlines. Origin: The term was coined in the mid-1800s in the USA], the States’ war with Spain, President McKinley [25th], Theodore Roosevelt (mentioned in just passing), and many more. The actual question of who caused the U.S.S Maine still seems to be unanswered today. I agree it was clever of the author to use it for his storyline. However, I thought that he could have weaved a fictional story as a substitute for the myth of the Inca treasure. It seems there is a real myth surrounding a long lost treasure too[search for a Treasure of the Llanganatis on the web].
The author has also adopted this real-life myth for his story. I felt he lacked originality in this. The actual plot connecting both of these mysteries seemed flimsy in its explanation and flow to me. It was a bit disappointing.
I thought that the conversations between the characters were too mechanical, too artificial. The author could have made them more authentic. I mean no phone call always goes that smoothly in this decade itself! Much less in the early-70s. When any of the characters narrated a story, they came off like textbook generated answers— it was hardly realistic. The only character I enjoyed was Bob, Tony's best friend.
I also thought the switch between the different scenes could have used more work. Then the transitions would've been more smooth, instead of suddenly or abruptly jumping from one to another. It made me more difficult to connect with the story. The occasional grammatical errors and typos did not make it any better. Almost all chapters ended with a cliffhanger which was a bit annoying. The way the story was going about, considering all the elements I mentioned above, it had me sighing every few minutes.
I found it very absurd when Tony didn't have any proper reaction after getting dumped, except drinking for a while. Not to mention just hours later, he was already lusting after Barbara like a dog in heat. It seemed ridiculous to me. I mean what would you think of Barbara anything other than a rebound? The chemistry between them was forced and the two-second romance somewhere in the story felt like it was written by a thirteen-year-old. However, since romance wasn't the big part of the story, I was pretty quick to dismiss it.
The plot was quite good if you think about it. Just the way the author worded everything and its flow– it just didn't sit right with me. Dog and cat chase in the name of espionage, myths lacking originality and a swift romance which should have left the reader feel thrilling and breathless, unfortunately only succeeding in making me feel disgruntled and displeased— the book turned out to be a poor imitation of one of Dan Brown's a mystery/action novels.
It failed to capture me in its "enigma" or connect with me, finally leaving me with no choice but to abandon it a little after halfway through.