
Gripping, horrific, and just sick enough. He is awful, but you cannot wait to get back to him. The book should have been called I am the Saracen. And finally, a monster who cuts the eyes of a man but leaves him alive to get access to the weapon that will destroy the US and the Saudi family. First a fighter in the Afghan war against the Soviets. This boy, the Saracen, who lives through the beheading of his father inflicted by the Saudi royal family, becomes a fanatic. This is the most impressive part of the story. Fortunately, after Switzerland and Paris, we get to leave Pilgrim behind and meet our villain.

The book is long, I usually I have no problem with that. This streak continues with every place we visit, Saudi Arabia, Afghanistan, Damascus, Turkey, and I am a pilgrim's strong point is the vivid, precise and dissecting way of painting the scene. I was pleasantly surprised, living here, how well the city and its undercurrents are captured. The story switches setting Pilgrim is now in Switzerland. That she is cunning, a criminal virtuoso. The story starts when Pilgrim (he has many names, let's use this one) is called in for his expert advice on a gruesome murder. He also had the nerve to kill someone essential in his organization, a spy gone rogue, after, swallowing his status.


Analytical, cool, with a masterpiece of forensic criminal investigative writing under his belt. He isn't the best he is the best of the best. He tells us himself, Pilgrim's chapters are told in a first-person narrative.

One chapter in, he hasn't earned his stripes yet, we are told that this man is smooth, capital shit smooth. So, who is this Pilgrim? He is an American spy. A dude, he worked his ass off at a lousy job, he begrudgingly slathers on sunscreen, he likes to drink the local specialty, Ricard or a Bellini, his white flesh spread out on a stretcher, he slurps ogling the local girls in their bikinis.īut I enjoy a substantial, boisterous testosterone powerhouse of a book. It's the kind of thriller you grab at the airport. The only thriller you need to read this year. I am Pilgrim's cover is sprayed with praise.
