This was a great novel. The mystery was gripping, the gimmick (our protagonist has “gaps” in his memory, so he appears to jump from situation to situation without knowing how he got there or what he’s doing there) works, and the political satire is satisfying. Going in, I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about a novel about the aftermath of 9/11, but this is the way to do it: irreverent, melancholy, and not-at-all-Clancy-esque.

I think a few of the mysteries remain unexplained a bit more than I’d like, but isn’t that just like life?

The Zero: A Novel

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