Unless never having read real good thrillers, I do not understand that you can love this kind of low-end sub-thriller and as poor as a series Z. It's vulgar, bland, catchy and annoying. Yet at the base pitch is interesting and some rare twists (including especially the end) are successful, but completely spoiled by everything, everything "torture porn" vulgar and sensationalist supposed to represent the moments of suspense or "high voltage "the book, all this mounted indigestible pudding on 600 pages. The characters are transparent, caricatures, viewed and read thousands of times, like those of a poor TV movie. Writing is basic, non-existent and it gets upset and runs out to turn all that useless paper to know the end. If only Giebel was degreased his book half pages, I would have been more forgiving and the result could be effective without all these lengths and repetitions that blacken tons of paper for nothing. No, really, I do not understand all this praise, rave reviews and top marks for such a hollow product, low in true feelings and emotions inside, but so artificial, bloated by filling. I know the cobbled Unfortunately sell better than a thin fleece because the reader has the impression of having "value for money" - which is already profoundly stupid - but I do understand that one can loving, satisfied with so little, where yet on the market and for the same price many are published authors and very good, even new ones with real novels, thrillers real quality, even in the category of thrillers! no, really, I do not understand.