The Price of Freedom by Helena Maeve, and the second book in the Shadow Play series was a sequence of intricate patterns of the spy world. Ulysses and Robin are at odds~ reporter versus spy~ the two men must find common ground which will keep them both alive, while working through their newly formed sexual relationship.
The characters were elusive yet charismatic. The synergy between the men and the world of spies and espionage was palpable and well-written. Ms. Maeve delivered wit and intrigue as she catapulted the reader into the nefarious world.
I would be remiss in saying that the book, while written in a cat and mouse style could be confusing and difficult to follow. No clear delineations were given as to who was who or who they worked for. As a lover of intrigue, part of the thrill is to figure out the “who-done-it and then the “thrown from left field” as to who they really are. I never truly received this sense from the book. I was at times confused. No spoilers here, but the interesting twist regarding Robin caught me not only off-guard, but left me with more questions than answers. How does one get so far in the world of espionage and people not find out about you? Why was Ulysses attitude so blasé, as if this type of encounter is an everyday occurrence, especially when you want to have a relationship with the person. (Sorry to be so vague, but I’d like to not give it away.)
As with the first book in the series, I felt the ending was more a HFN as opposed to an HEA, and I am left wondering the directions the characters have and will take in order to attain personal lives in the world they live in. Unfortunately, The Price of Freedom was not my cup of tea but still a book worth reading. I enjoy Ms. Maeve’s work and will come back for more.
Book provided by author/publisher in exchange for an honest review
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A three and a half handcuff review
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