![]() ![]() So believability wasn't a big strength of this narrative.Įvery other character is secondary. Hannay constantly finds himself in the most impossible predicaments, but manages to weasel out of them with the most unlikely solutions. Mostly because my idea of the objectives of The Black Stone were fairly hazy throughout. When he was in detective mode, that was an improvement, but until the last 10 pages or so, didn't really capture my imagination. When he was on the run, there's a lot of description of hills and meadows and airplanes flying overhead, and honestly I just didn't care. Neither Hannay interested me in the least. The rest of the book is about Hannay on the run and Hannay playing detective. He is quickly murdered leaving Hannay behind as a potential suspect. Scudder has some knowledge of a poorly explained political plot and that makes him a threat. Another man in his apartment building, Scudder, is on the run from the mysterious and evil Black Stone, and he asks Hannay to hide him. I could make a snarky comment here, but I'll refrain. The book introduces us to Hannay who is very, very bored. Isn't that exactly what a spy novel should not be - boring? This precursor was just completely boring to me. I'm probably not well equipped to judge a tale of espionage as it isn't a genre I normally read, but as a young girl, I loved Ian Fleming's James Bond novels. ![]()
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