Cotton Malone is a former U.S. Operative turned book store owner in Europe. He finds himself drawn back into that life when his former boss finds herself embroiled with unknown forces while she’s in Copenhagen following a trail that her deceased and estranged husband left behind. Both find themselves caught between rival religious factions.
“He palmed the stock, finger on the trigger, and brought out the gun, shielding it with his thigh. He’d not held a weapon in more than a year. It was a feeling he’d thought part of his past, one he hadn’t missed. But a man leaping to his death had grabbed his attention, so he’d come prepared. That was what a good agent did, and one of the reasons he’d served as the pallbearer for a few friends instead of being hauled down the center aisle of a church himself.”
I’ve read a few of the Templar-like genre. The action in this one was decent, but I frankly get tired of authors who feel the need to tear down religious beliefs, particularly Christian beliefs, as frequently done by Dan Brown. It’s a cheap and easy target that I don’t think was necessary for the book.