AG starts out well. Very well. Vividly, excitingly, pulse-poundingly well. The writing is entertaining, the story fast-paced. That's just the beginning, though. The great bulk of AG is given over to cliche characters and a highly contrived story. These would be excusable in a novel of the genre if they weren't so bloody predictable. I listened to AG on the daily commute. The first tape was a shot of caffeine straight to the veins. The next 10 or so tapes were a cup of hot milk on a humid day as the doldrums set in. In a word, boring.