Top positive review
Patterson’s Best Since “The President is Missing”
Reviewed in the United States on March 15, 2019
My first thought while digging into this story was of the book co-wrote with former president Bill Clinton. Admittedly, I thought it COULD have been penned by Clinton, but...well, you need to read it to understand...
POV: After the first seven or eight chapters, the point of view shifts to first person, from the eyes of the lead agent charged with protection of the president. First person works quite effectively in this story.
BLUSH FACTOR: Other than a few mild curses or crude words, this is absent of anything objectionable and can be shared with pretty much anyone you desire.
WRITING & EDITING: Professional. The flow is good and reasonably authentic. It does feel as though it could have been written using reality as a backdrop. Not so much the current president, but just about any other recent commander-in-chief, and his wife, could be imagined without great difficulty.
‘…“Right now I want you to put the word out, especially to the Uniformed Division,” I say. “We’re going to get increased attention from the news media and the usual publicity hounds. I don’t want any fence jumpers, wanting to give the President romantic advice or a Bible, got it? Double up the patrols on the sidewalks…anybody approaches the fences, looks like they’re going to go over, we’re to stop them on the public side. Got it?”
“Got it, boss,” Scott says, and goes back to his desk. Scott is an ex-Army Ranger, bulky and tough, and respectful of me and everyone else in the chain of command, which makes him a keeper.
I shift my gaze from the network screens—AMBUSH IN ATLANTA seems to be the winning headline this morning—and glance at the electronic status board. We and other members of the Presidential Protective Division are fortunate with this administration in that there are no spoiled kids running around, trying to ditch their agents at bars or dance clubs, or slightly nutty mothers-in-law claiming that Peeping Toms are gazing at them undressing in their guest quarters. There’s just the President and First Lady, which makes my job a hell of a lot less complicated than my predecessor’s.
According to the status board, CANAL is on Marine One, seconds away from landing on the South Lawn, and CANARY is—
“Hey, Scotty,” I call out, just as he’s picking up the phone. “Mind telling me why CANARY is at a horse farm in Virginia? Her Plan of the Day this morning didn’t indicate that.”
He says, “Last-minute change of plans, boss. After the news this morning…’
Patterson, James. The First Lady (pp. 30-31). Grand Central Publishing. Kindle Edition.
A solid four stars out of five.
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