Dead or Alive, by Tom Clancy

The first Clancy book I read was in 1985, on an airplane en route to Nice, France.  It was so compelling that I violated my travel rule (sleep when flying east) and arrived tired.

Fast forward to 2010, when I optimistically imagined that this latest novel would be worth reading.   Sigh.   Save your time and money.   It was boring and not very well written; it lacked energy and pacing and suspense (save perhaps for the first couple of chapters, which sucked me in from reading the Kindle sample to wasting my money, I mean buying, the full novel).   And the characters weren't interesting and seemed overly artificial.  Which also describes the plot.