Random Things Tours: Turkish Delight by Barry Faulkner

 

As much as I love Turkish delight, I equally love a book with a plot revealing bad guys and illegal operations. The very innocent, sweet title is a trap, as it does not have anything to do with what Turkish Delight by Barry Faulkner is all about. 

The book starts relatively innocently, given the further extension of the plot. A woman requests Ben Nevis, private eye in London, to kill her husband. A couple of days later, it is the husband requesting the same Nevis to kill the wife. They are not aware of each other´s plans - after all, the woman has already been widowed twice and the circumstances of the disappearance of her late companions aren´t clear at all. But this is just the first layer. 

What follows is an effort to trace a global network of illegal arms trade set in Cyprus, leading as far as the Revolutionary Guards in Iran and their proxis in Yemen, the Houthis, among others. 

The story enfolds in a military-like alert pace. For someone not fully acknowledged with the political circumstances of the region, it may look very difficult to catch up at first. Maybe better one starts by reading the latest news, at least, from the region. But even with a limited knowledge in this respect, it is clear from the beginning. There is no moral doubt about it. 

Turkish delight is the recommended to anyone with interests in alert stories based in the Middle East. There may be nothing new to reveal - and maybe a bit stereotypical and predictable in the approach - in terms of angles and representation, but it keeps the reader very interested in the many spectacular twists. I see this book better as a movie than as a book, as the characters are very well portrayed and one can easily project them in a certain visual setting.

This first encounter with Faulkner´s writing made me curious to try more of his international thrillers. I am sure I will not get disappointed.

Rating: 3.5 stars

Disclaimer: Book offered as part of the book tour, but the opinions are, as usual, my own