A smothering seaweed, a pilots body frozen in a glacier, a search for eternal life, and an mad mother and son fill this book with kidnappings, escapes and adventure.
While in principal I don’t mind an author grandfathering in a new author to take over his stories, too often, it is just a money grab (can you say Tom Clancy?) rather than having stories to tell. While I enjoy Cusslers work a lot, I am nervous that what he started might loose some of its style and class when other hands are on the typewriter. Lost City isn’t a bad book, very typical Cussler infact with more ups and downs than a good rollercoaster.