Storm Front by John Sandford

Storm Front (A Virgil Flowers Novel) by John Sandford

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Somehow Sandford has transitioned from writing "crime capers" to pure "capers". I found this book more funny than believable, but the laughter was enough.

Ya just gotta love that fuckin' Flowers.

Incidentally, the archaeological find that underlies this whole story doesn't actually reveal anything new: the connection between the Egyptian Siamun and the Jewish King Solomon has been made before.

I am, however, concerned with Sandford's apparent use of co-writers without credit. Michele Cook merely gets a mention in the dedication, but apparently wrote the first draft. C'mon, this is the same sort of thing that has turned "internships" into slavery. If she did the work, credit her as a co-writer!

It's also another example of the execrable work of the folks who write cover blurbs: "… an Israeli cop [is] tailing a man who’s smuggled out an extraordinary relic—a copper scroll revealing startling details about the man known as King Solomon." WTF? It was a bowling-ball-sized stone!