It has been a while since I have found a book that was able to keep my attention long enough to finish it. Hardly high literature, yet interesting and thought-provoking.
I stumbled into this novel by accident. Maybe Amazon suggested it to me knowing I like stories about the destruction of the world as we know it.
A madman sets a time-bomb to release a virus upon the world and it is up to Robert Langton to follow the clues and stop it. The story weaves through the great antiquities of the area around Italy. I enjoyed Googling images of the places and things encountered.
The plot thickens and suddenly turns from an expected plague virus to quickly thin out the human population to a vector virus causing mass sterility.
I was like, “Oh. Is that all?” The book ends with a tone of, “Oh Well. Whatever.”
It was nice to read a book where the main character doesn’t save the world.
There is no doubt the Earth has a population problem. If I were to obtain such a virus, I would spread it around without a second thought. Inducing mass sterility would make me the happiest person on earth.
Anyone happen to have one they need distributed? I could use a vacation abroad.