I always return: for centuries, that had been the Rashid motto. Over the years, their British and Arab ancestries had interwoven to produce a remarkable family of warriors, as much at home under the pitiless desert sun as in the streets of London. But it is to neither of these places that the Rashids now direct their rage. It is to the president of the United States, whom they hold accountable for attacks against their power and honor. White House operatives Blake Johnson and Sean Dillon are picking up hints, but hints to ...
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I always return: for centuries, that had been the Rashid motto. Over the years, their British and Arab ancestries had interwoven to produce a remarkable family of warriors, as much at home under the pitiless desert sun as in the streets of London. But it is to neither of these places that the Rashids now direct their rage. It is to the president of the United States, whom they hold accountable for attacks against their power and honor. White House operatives Blake Johnson and Sean Dillon are picking up hints, but hints to what? By whom? Frantically, they work to find the answer -- and meanwhile the killers wait.
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While Mr. Higgins work seems to be more that of a chairman of the board to a committee of writers - formulaic, to a larger degree than in the past - witness the copyright as "Higgins Associates," this is still a good read. Sean Dillon seems to be gradually taking a back seat to other characters as the series goes on, even though his age - based on the first appearance - is only about five years older than my own.
I was missing this book from my collection, and thus had missed on Ferguson's promotion from Brigadier to Major General, but was disappointed in learning that it was accomplished in a simple conversational aside with the president by Mr. Dillon, sans explanation.
The storyline was excellent, however, so I'll forgive the lapse in character development. Higgins is still a master storyteller.
