08 June 2017

The Sweet Oil of Vitriol


By Daniel Eagleton

Print Length 221 pages

📕My Review

When Mossad agent Tom Glaze is blamed for the failure of his first mission, he's forced to go rogue with old boss Yakov and friend Uri. He's tasked with administering a deadly poison to Jacob Okonjo, head of the African Union. In preparation he must work undercover as a room-service waiter at an exclusive London hotel where Okonjo is due to stay in a few months' time.

This book is a good read and didn't go the way I was expecting. I thought it would be an 'action hero saves-the-day' kind of novel but it was quite the opposite. Tom is a flawed individual; he seeks love and commitment but instead is used and taken for granted. He overindulges in alcohol, unreciprocated sex and has a penchant for cocaine. His lifestyle ultimately leads to his downfall..... with huge consequences.

Whilst Tom's flaws make for interesting reading, by the same token it was difficult to empathise. I found this issue a significant failing. I want to like the character I'm engaging with but try as I might, I just couldn't. The only character with any redeeming qualities was Uri and he featured far too little. I hope any future books see Tom Glaze addressing his many faults and heading in the direction of a more 'loveable rogue' type individual. 

My thanks to author Daniel Eagleton for providing a copy of this book.

Barnsey's Books Rating ⭐⭐⭐

📗The Blurb

Ever get the feeling the staff want to kill you?

After a government sanctioned hit goes spectacularly wrong, Mossad agent Thomas is blamed for the mission’s failure by his superiors, ousted before completing his very first job. Desperate to prove himself, Thomas accepts an offer from his former handler, Yakov, to assassinate Jacob Okonjo, the head of the African Union. It seems Jacob is allowing certain parties to control Africa’s lucrative diamond trade, and in doing so has made some powerful enemies. But like that Mossad hit-team caught on camera in Dubi a few years back, how is Thomas supposed to terminate such a prominent figure without being caught on CCTV? The answer: to work undercover as a room-service waiter at a top London hotel, where, in a few months’ time, Jacob Okonjo will be staying. It’s the perfect plan. Jacob is to be administered an untraceable poison, and afterwards, even if there is an investigation, a trusted member of staff like Thomas will be above suspicion. That’s the idea, anyway. In the meantime, he’s to suffer month after month of boring, menial employment, serving rich, famous people dinner, when he should be making a name for himself amongst the intelligence community. Because you can bet this never happened to Bond or Bourne. Never had to work for tips, subjugating themselves like some average, everyday citizen...

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