Welcome to Battlefield America
When murderous bands of militiamen begin roaming the western United States and attacking government agencies, it will take a dedicated group of the nation’s finest and toughest civilian airmen to put an end to the homegrown insurgency. U.S. Air Force Lieutenant-General Patrick McLanahan vows to take to the skies to join the fight, but when his son, Bradley, also signs up, they find themselves caught in a deadly game against a shadowy opponent.
With A Time for Patriots, the New York Times bestselling master of the modern thriller Dale Brown brings the battle home to explore a terrifying possibility—the collapse of the American Republic.
About the Author
Former U.S. Air Force captain Dale Brown is the superstar author of 26 best-selling action-adventure “techno-thriller” novels: FLIGHT OF THE OLD DOG (1987), SILVER TOWER (1988), DAY OF THE CHEETAH (1989), HAMMERHEADS (1990), SKY MASTERS (1991), NIGHT OF THE HAWK (1992), CHAINS OF COMMAND (1993), STORMING HEAVEN (1994), SHADOWS OF STEEL (1996), FATAL TERRAIN (1997), THE TIN MAN (1998), BATTLE BORN, (1999), WARRIOR CLASS (2001), WINGS OF FIRE (2002), AIR BATTLE FORCE (2003), PLAN OF ATTACK (2004), ACT OF WAR (2005), EDGE OF BATTLE (2006), STRIKE FORCE (2007), SHADOW COMMAND (2008), ROGUE FORCES (2009), EXECUTIVE INTENT (2010), A TIME FOR PATRIOTS (2011), TIGER’S CLAW (2012), STARFIRE (2014), and IRON WOLF (2015). He is also the co-author of the best-selling DREAMLAND techno-thriller series and writer and the PUPPET MASTER series, and is a technical consultant of the Act of War PC real-time strategy game published by Atari Interactive, and the Megafortress PC flight simulator by Three-Sixty Pacific. Dale’s novels are published in 11 languages and distributed to over 70 countries. Worldwide sales of his novels, audiobooks, e-books, and computer games exceed 15 million copies.
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A Time For PatriotsA Novel
By Dale Brown
William MorrowCopyright © 2011 Dale Brown
All right reserved.
I hear many condemn these men because they were so
few. When were the good and brave ever in a majority?
Henry David Thoreau
The recent thunderstorms had turned the yardif you could call
their little patch of dirt, grass, and rocks a yardinto a brown
crumbly paste, like soggy half-baked green-colored brownies. The
unpaved streets were in a little better shape, having been
compacted by automobile and construction traffic, but it was still a wet,
sloppy mess that sunshine hadn't yet been able to ameliorate.
This could have been war-torn Iraq or Afghanistan, or some
remote Chinese village instead, it was a relatively new subdivision
in the community of Battle Mountain, in north-central Nevada.
Battle Mountain began life as a small railroad depot and
mining camp in postCivil War north-central Nevada, nothing more
than a small collection of warehouses, shops, saloons, and brothels.
Although it became the seat of Lander County, the community
never got around to becoming an incorporated town, city, or even
a village. Even when the interstate highway was built nearby and
the U.S. Army set up a B-17 bomber crew training base outside of
town, the community never really grew far from its mining-camp,
And that's pretty much what Bradley James McLanahan
thought of Battle Mountain: yet another bump in his road.
Just one month away from his eighteenth birthday, tallish
like his deceased mother but husky and blue-eyed like his father,
Bradno one used his full first name except his dad unless they
were looking for troublehad had his share of moves and terrible
postings, like all Air Force brats. Although he didn't think so, he
actually had it pretty good compared to the kids of some other
officers, because he had moved just a few times in the eighteen years
his father, retired Air Force Lieutenant-General Patrick McLanahan,
had been in the service. But to his thinking, Battle Mountain
was his penalty for having fewer moves and bad postings.
Brad had been cooped up most of the morning playing computer
games and waiting for the hellish thunderstorms to blow
through, and now that the rains had stopped and the sun was coming
out, he wanted to get the heck out. He found his dad in his tiny
bedroom/office. "Dad, can I borrow the car?" he asked from the
"Depends," his father replied without turning. Patrick was
seemingly staring out the window of his bedroom, one hand hovering
in midair, his fingers moving as if he were typing on a keyboard.
Brad knewbut wasn't allowed to tell anyonethat his
father didn't need a screen because computer images were
broadcast to tiny monitors built into special lenses of his eyes so the
computer images appeared as big as if on a twenty-seven-inch high-def
screen; he typed on a "virtual" keyboard that he could call up as
well. His dad had been the guinea pig for many such high-tech
gadgets in his years in the Air Force. "Kitchen?"
"Clean, dishwasher unloaded."
"Sunday is my usual day to do the bathroom. Okay if I do it
"Picked up, bed made."
His father looked at him, trying to discern exactly what that
meant. "Maybe we should check."
"Okay." He watched his dad's blue eyes dart back and forth as
he made mouse-pointer movements by simply looking at log-off
commands on his virtual screen. He followed his dad down the
narrow hallway. Patrick peeked into Brad's bedroom across the
hall, checked, nodded approval, then proceeded past the hall closet
with the stacked washer and dryer, the kitchen/dining area, and
finally into the living room. The McLanahans lived in a double-
wide trailer, about half the size of their last residence in Henderson,
Nevada, near Las Vegas, but large and almost ostentatious
compared to many of their neighbors'.
Patrick scowled at a stack of magazines and junk mail in a pile
on the coffee table. "That stuff needs to be sorted, recycled, or put
away," he said.
"It's Gia's stuff, Dad," Brad said. His dad nodded solemnly. Gia
Cazzotto was his dad's girlfriendor former girlfriend, or wacko,
or alkie, he didn't know which. She had been medically retired
from the Air Force after ejecting from an EB-1C Vampire bomber
that had been attacked by Russian fighters over the Arabian Sea
After recovering from her injuries, Gia was sent to Washington
to face charges for her actions just prior to the shoot-down. She was
charged with causing injuries and damage to a peaceful vessel and
its crew in international waters, inciting an international incident,
disobeying orders, and dereliction of duty. Patrick went with her
to lend support and to testify on her behalf, but was barred from
doing so because he faced his own charges. She was found guilty
in a court-martial and sentenced to three years in prison, reduction
in rank to second lieutenantshe had been a full colonel, in command
of a high-tech bomber unit in Southern Californiaand
a less-than-honorable discharge. Her sentence was commuted by
President Kenneth Phoenix hours after he assumed office, but the
less-than-honorable discharge remained.
Gia was never the same person after that, Brad remembered.
She was angry, quick-tempered, restless, and quiet. The charges
against his father were dismissed by the president, which only
seemed to make her angrier. The president could have completely
pardoned her, but he didn't, saying that in good conscience he
couldn't overturn a jury verdict, even if he believed what she did
was in the best interests of the United States of America. That
made her even angrier.
When his father accepted this job in Battle Mountain, she
accompanied them for a while, helping to set up the trailer and watch
over Brad while his father worked, but she was definitely no fun to
be around like she was in Henderson. She started drinking: good
stuff at first, top-quality Napa Valley Cabernet SauvignonsBrad
always got a little tastethen when the money ran low and she lost
her job, it was whatever was cheapest. Soon after, she started
disappearing, first for a couple days, then a couple weeks at a time. Who
knew if she'd ever be back?
"Sorry. Don't worry about it," Patrick said, straightening his
shoulders. He nodded toward the desk with the drawer with all
the keys in it. "If it needs gas, you know what to do. Watch the
speed limits. And no driving on the interstate. Got some cash?"
Patrick nodded. Damn, he thought, his son was grown up,
almost his own guy. What in hell would living in this trailer feel like
without him? "Call if anything happens."
"I know, I know, I will," Brad said. "Thanks." Like all of his
friends, Brad got his learner's permit at exactly age fifteen and
a half on the dot because a car meant real freedom in an
isolated place like Battle Mountainthe nearest town of any size
was Elko, more than seventy miles away and accessible only by
the interstate, unless you really liked serious off-roading. The cops
knew that, and they liked to ticket kids who drove at night or used
the interstate highway, which was not allowed for drivers with only
The phone was ringing as Brad dashed out the doorno one
he wanted to talk to right now used the home phone, so the quicker
he could get away, the better. He had made it to the car and was
just opening the driver's door when he heard the front door to the
trailer open and his dad shouted, "Brad!"
"Gotta go, Dad," he shouted, not stopping. Sheesh, he thought,
who calls the home number for him on a Saturday afternoon?
All his friends used his cell number. "I'm meeting Ron and he
"Squadron recall," Patrick said. "Actual. Everyone. Seventy-two
They did. All thoughts of freedom disappeared as he dashed
back into the house. Hanging out with his friends, driving, playing
computer games . . . all good, but they were all pretty lame
compared to this.
Patrick and Brad raced back into the trailer, and within
moments reemerged from their bedrooms dressed in completely
different clothes. Patrick wore a sage-green flight suit and black
leather flying boots. The black leather nameplate above his left
pocket had a set of Civil Air Patrol wings, his name, the letters
CAP in one lower corner and his Civil Air Patrol rank, COL, on
the other (even though Patrick retired from the Air Force as a
lieutenant-general, the highest rank he could attain in Civil Air
Patrol without earning advancement points was colonel), along
with Civil Air Patrol and Nevada Wing patches. Brad wore a
camouflaged battle-dress uniform with blue-and-white cloth name
tapes with MCLANAHAN on one side and CIVIL AIR PATROL
on the other, along with a green camouflage cap, an orange safety
vest, and black leather combat boots. Both carried backpacks with
extra gear; Brad carried a smaller pack on his web belt. "Ready to
go, big guy?" Patrick asked.
"Ready." Like the costumed heroes Batman and Robin heading
to the Bat Mobile, the two raced to Patrick's four-door Jeep
Wrangler and drove off.
The roads in the trailer subdivision were muddy from the
recent thunderstorms, but the Wrangler handled them with ease.
The subdivision was a temporary trailer housing settlement built
during the expansion of the air base located nearbyat least it was
meant to be temporary, until the sudden and dramatic downturn
in the economy and the new president's response to the crisis made
the trailers permanent. The roads were still unpaved, and now half
of the trailers were empty.
It took about five minutes to get back on paved surfaces, and
then another ten minutes before reaching the outer perimeter of
the airfield. The perimeter was a simple sign and chain-link fence,
designed more to keep tumbleweeds and coyotes out, and an
unmanned guard gate. But Patrick and Brad both knew that their
identities were already being remotely determined and recorded,
and their movements carefully tracked by the air base's high-tech
security sensors. Joint Air Base Battle Mountain didn't look much
different from the surrounding high desert, but at this place, looks
What was now Joint Air Base Battle Mountain had a colorful
past, most of which the public was unaware of, or at best indifferent
to. It started life as Tuscarora Army Air Corps Field in 1942
to train bomber and pursuit crews for service in World War II.
After the war, the airfield was turned over to Lander County, and
some of the government land south of the field sold to mining
companies. A few businesses and an air museum tried to make a
go of it at the isolated airfield, but there simply wasn't that much
business in remote north-central Nevada, and the airfield seemed
But the underground elevators, buildings, rail lines, power
distributors, and ventilation systems that popped up around the
airfield were never meant for miners: the U.S. government secretly
constructed a vast underground cave network beneath Tuscarora
Army Air Corps Base. The facility was designed to be a government
reconstitution command center, a base far from population
centers to which the heads of the U.S. government and military
would escape and ride out a Soviet or Chinese nuclear-missile
attack. After the attack was over, the officials at Battle
Mountain would broadcast instructions to the survivors and begin
rescue and regeneration efforts for the people of the western United
The facility was the ultimate in 1950s technology: it made its
own power, air, and water; it was built to withstand anything but
a direct hit with a one-megaton nuclear warhead; it even boasted
an underground hangar with elevators that would take aircraft as
large as a B-52 bomber belowground to safety. The base was so
isolated that most miners and ranchers never realized the facility
But when the Cold War ended, Battle Mountain was shuttered
until it was reactivated in the early twenty-first century
by General Patrick McLanahan as the headquarters for a new
high-tech aerial attack unit called the Air Battle Force. The Air
Battle Force contained some of the most secret and amazing
air combat machines ever built: two-hundred-ton bombers with the
radar cross section of a flea; bombers fitted with lasers that could
shoot down ballistic missiles and satellites in low Earth orbit; even
multiple flights of unmanned bombers that could fly supersonic
combat missions halfway around the world. Still, the little community
and its mysterious underground base went almost completely
unnoticed by the rest of the world . . .
. . . until the American Holocaust, when the United States
was attacked by waves of Russian bombers launching hypersonic
nuclear-tipped missiles. Almost the entire fleet of American long
range bombers and more than half of America's intercontinental-
ballistic-missile arsenal was wiped out in a matter of hours. But
Battle Mountain's little fleet of high-tech bombers, led by Patrick
McLanahan, survived and formed the spearhead of the American
counterattack that destroyed most of Russia's ground-launched
intercontinental nuclear missiles and restored a tenuous sort of parity
in nuclear forces between the two nations.
Battle Mountain emerged from the horrific tragedy of the
American Holocaust to become the center of American air-breathing
strategic combat operations. All of America's surviving heavy
bombers, intelligence-gathering planes, and airborne command
posts were relocated to Battle Mountain, and a fleet of long-range
unmanned combat aircraft began to grow there. The base even became
a staging area for America's fleet of manned and unmanned
space planesaircraft that could take off and land like conventional
aircraft but boost themselves into low Earth orbit.
Even during the deep global economic recession that began in
2008, Battle Mountain grew, although the community around it
barely noticed. Because of its isolation and dirt-low cost of living,
many bases around the world were closed and relocated to Battle
Mountain. Soon Battle Mountain Air Reserve Base became JAB
(Joint Air Base) Battle Mountain, hosting air units from all the
military services, the Air Reserve Forces, the Central Intelligence
Agency, and even the Space Defense Force.
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
I'm almost halfway finished with this book, and am very tempted just to trash it. What a disappointment after all this wait. Can Dale Brown do no better than wasting multiple pages explaining different types of aircraft stalls? I'll be sure to preview any further of his works before spending another penny!
Having read everything Dale Brown has written, I was disappointed in this book. Same list of characters but written as if a brand new writer was turned loose to write this one. I will still be the first in line to read his next book but if it turns out to be like this one then it will be my last one for this author. If you have not already purchased his latest in a long line in techno thrillers, stop and think all the way back to FLIGHT OF THE OLD DOG and remember all the sleep you lost in staying up to finish it and how excited you were to pick it up everyday. This is not near the book. Almost like this was an outline just thrown together to meet a deadline. Please do not do this to your loyal readers again. I gave it 3 stars just because how much enjoyment previous books brought to me, definately not for this book.
Huge fan - disappointed with this book though. Strong start - but afterwards NOTHING happened.
Mr. Brown must have had a good outline to start with this book, and I found the setup and political background intriguing. However, the superfluous and distracting subplots such as the sleazy FBI agents and the Russian assassins did little to advance the book and could have easily been discarded in order to focus on the issue of domestic terrorism, which got rushed in the end. I agree with the first two customer reviews, btw. I have been reading Brown's last few books out of respect for the fact that he responded to an e-mail I once sent him, but I would strongly suggest that he does a better job of editing any future books.
The story line itself is good, and it could have been a very rich story, however it looks like Mr. Brown, who I always look forward to reading, took a nap after chapter three, and let a child write it. The story bounces around to much, the story gets amateurish and it falls apart. Don't waste your money on this one, unless he pulls it from publication and re-writes it to his usual standard. I have also told hom directly he should do so.
This book left me flat. It is definitely not up to the standard that lovers of Dale Brown's books have come to expect. When I see a new Dale Brown book I envision action and death defying feats but there was none of that in this book. I've been a fan of Dale Brown since first reading Flight of the Old Dog and I will continue to be a fan but I am disappointed with this offering.
Dale Brown is usually an exciting ride through action, adventure, technology, and strong wills. This book had very little of this. It seemed to spread out, to "wishy washy" and just not nearly as fun as his previous books. I would not have purchased this book knowing what I know now.
Good storyline but not up to par to his past works.Recommend you wait for the paperback.
not up to Brown's normal product.
This is the second Dale Brown book that I have read, have to say I will be reading all of his books now. So glad I got this to review. It reminded me that I wanted to read more his books. The beginning was a bit hard for me to get through, very technical on planes and military information,, but once I was into the story, I couldn't put it down. Really highlights how beneficial the CAP is to local communities. Excellent thriller.
Big on jargon; short on substance. Good father-son relationship. Improbable relationship with an alcoholic. Way too much time spent on the wrong antagonist and an almost abrupt ending. Super patriotism, some which is mis-directed. Problematical depiction of super patriot.
Another very good book. This book contains all of the electronic toys and future military hardware of all the other books. This book focuses more on the human side of MacLanahan character than the other books. It is a very refreshing side of the character. I loved the book.
I haven't read to many of Dale Brown' s other books. After reading this one I may not read others. The dust jacket holds a lot of promise but unless you are really into small planes and or the civil air patrol it dosen't have much to offer. I thought the story was just an aside to CAP and flying two obvious passions of the author.
I have all of the Dale Brown books in this series. I think Mr. Brown took a vacation or something. This book lacks the action, suspense and character development of the others. It reads like an advertisement for the Civil Air Patrol. The main character McLanahan is just a shell of himself compared to the other novels in this series. The technology is old, nothing new here. People just come in and out of the story but don't real advance or support it. Even the bad guys in this aren't that bad. I've been such a fan for so long and was so excited to get a chance to review this book..... what a let-down.The way some major characters come into the story, then fade away is really poor writing. And what the heck was that last scene with Jon Masters? No rhyme, reason or thought seems to have gone into this plot. I was seriously disappointed with this one.
I'm must be in a generous mood or I wouldn't be giving this book 2 stars. I could not put this book down for the 1st 125-150 pages, so I guess it earned 2 stars for that. But certainly the rest of the book didn't earn any! Geeze what a bore this book ended up being! I mean, come on, do I really want to hear that much about the Civilian Air Patrol and that high-tech wonder plane the Cessna? Nothing against them or their planes, but they are very much out of place in a techno-thriller!What else can I say about this book? The plot was disjointed, transparent, and dull. None of the characters were interesting. More of them should have been killed off.I'm sorry if this is harsh, but I haven't read any Dale Brown in a long time and I was expecting more. I got this book free from the Early Reviewers program. And I still want my money back!
This twenty-third novel by best-selling author Dale Brown is very good: exciting, with a good plot and subplots, much action that moves fast, suspense, and believable and likable characters. The story takes place in 2013, after the American Holocaust, when the United States was attacked by waves of Russian bombers which rained down nuclear missiles on its cities. The US retaliated and was successful, but suffered greatly from the impacts and expenditures of the war.The global economic recession that began in 2008 is now worse. Many government programs have been discontinued, Medicare and Social Security benefits are reduced, the military is cut, weapons diminished, many people lost their jobs and are out of work, far fewer Mexicans are crossing the border into the US, there is massive discontent, and citizen groups are suspicious of government conspiracies. One of the extremist underground organizations stole radioactive material and is sabotaging government buildings and killing its occupants with nuclear weapons. The foremost hero of the war, Lieutenant General Patrick McLanahan, a hero to all Americans, is forced to retire after being found guilty of a crime against Russia. The United States president, a friend of his, pardons him, but is unable or reluctant to pardon McLanahan¿s son and his girl friend, Gia, although he keeps them out of jail. Gia is severely depressed by this treatment and has become an alcoholic. Against tradition, the former US president is lambasting the current president for virtually everything he tries to do to help America recover. He twists the facts and states outright lies. Russia hires hit men to kill McLanahan out of revenge for his acts and for saving his country. Gia seems to have become involved in a sexual relationship with one of these killers. The lead FBI agent attempting to uncover the organization sabotaging the country is convinced that McLanahan is its leader, or at least involved with the group. He attempts to blackmail Mclanahan¿s son to spy on his father for him.McLanahan is the hero of the novel. He is intelligent, courageous, cautious, well-liked, self-effacing. It seems that he alone can save the United States again. He needs to find a way to resolve all the problems, protect himself, find the man who is leading the terrorist group that is trying to destroy the country, and uncover why he is doing so.
I have tried to read this book 3 times and I am still in chapter one. For some reason it just does not grab me. I thought the subject of Americans standing up and defending their homeland would really appeal to me, but I just can't get into this book. Sorry
I have read all of Dan Browns books and they are the greatiest. He is one of the best author of all the books I read. They are extremely interesting, exciting and cannot quit reading books. He cannot write books fast enough for me, as I will read every book he writes. Anyone who read this book will also wonder if some of what Dan Brown writes is not a perdiction of the future of the United States. This book describes a nation in a terrible budget problem that cuts everything and almost causes anarchy among the people. I can see this happening if we get Republican president with Tea Party influence. Please lets have moderation.
This is the first Dale Brown novel I have read including the 22 books listed on the author¿s work page. It is categorized as a thriller, and it certainly delivers many scenes of action and mayhem.The story takes place in 2013 after the US has survived a nuclear attack by the Russians. Surprisingly, the government remains fairly intact, but the balance of power is somewhat precarious. Of course, because of repeated recessions there is only half the budget of previous years to run law enforcement and military operations. This allows homegrown terrorists to challenge the law in militant vigilante groups of US citizens.One group of terrorists infiltrates a peaceful commune of folks in Nevada who want to establish their own community safe from government intervention. After infiltrating this commune, anarchist terrorists go on a rampage of killing and destruction to try to establish their own fiefdom. It is time for patriots to step up and return the US to sanity and order. A general who was a hero in the war with Russia rises to this challenge.There are interesting descriptions of the technology of peace and war and lots of guerilla battle action. There is a bit of love, human interest, and character development, but it is secondary to the aggressive action. The novel is an unexpectedly hopeful picture of the future of the US because of the preservation of freedom and human dignity. This comes at the high cost of vigilance and Constitutional enforcement.
I have been a Dale Brown fan for a very long time and have read almost every novel several times. This reminds me to add Flight of the Old Dog to my reading list again. A Time for Patriots did not have the action of past books with the stress of world destruction. I did like the change and focus of his relationships on a more personal level. What really sold me on the book is the plot of destruction a few can create and how we react to those events. Even the reviews on the book provoke vast differences of opinions on social and political ideals. Some got Tea Party I got moral fiscal responsibility. Dale Brown makes us think about these issues as well as enjoying the read.
Took me a little while to get around to reading this book, I have to be in a certain mood for Dale Brown. Like all of his books it was interesting and well written. It did not however grip me in the way that others of his have. In the end I was disappointed and probably not recommend it except as something of interest to readers fascinated by gadgets....there was a fascinating feast of those.
This review is of the pre-publication proof of the novel and, as such, may not represent the final published product/First off, I've read literally every one of Dale Brown's works. That being said, unfortunately A Time For Patriots continues his recent downward slide. Unlike his earlier works, Patriots is lacking in most significant areas including character development, military technology, and plot expansion. The initial premise of the novel is intriguing..."normal" citizens as members of the Civil Air Patrol rising up to battle domestic terrorism. However, the novel does very little to explore and define the workings of the CAP and how the organization could actually contribute to the fight against terrorism. Further, Brown seems to have lost touch with his recurring characters. Several receive more than a passing mention and those who are more intimately involved in the plot are mere shells wandering through the story line. Multiple subplots are left hanging are simply glossed over at the end of the book. Lastly, as with Brown's last two novels, Patriots requires an even more extreme suspension of belief - even for a fiction techno-thriller. McLanahan's continued ability to usurp government property and commission its violent use against government officials with little or no repercussions (this time in attacks against FBI agents) adds an air of incredulity to the novel.As stated above, I'm a huge Brown fan and will definitely give the next in the series a try. However, if the current downward trend continues, Brown will probably move from "must read" status to "read if time" status for this reviewer. Two (gratuitous) stars out of five.
Early reviewer: I am not sure how I feel about this book. At times it was interesting and had the action and military plotlines that made it interesting, and then it would get off track sounding like a brochure for the civil air patrol and anti-government individualism. I think I understand what Dale Brown was trying to do with the different segments of the plot, but it felt choppy and uneven to me. Even the Patrick McClanahan character seemed a little schizo by being a famous general, but also an 'ah, shucks' guy who was ignorant to what was going on around him. Average book and not a terrible read, but could have been more.
Terrorists aren't always who we think they are and those people we think are terrorists may not be at all.The FBI is certain that The Knights of the True Republic are behind all the dirty bombing going on in northern Nevada. Patrick McLanahan does not. The FBI and McLanahan are fighting to find out who is right and both are finding more trouble than they need.So who are the good guys and whoa re the bad guys in this contemporary novel that hits very close to home?
Typical Patrick McLanahan, and much better than some of the books from the middle of the series. I enjoyed it very much.