The Tenth Cycle by JC Ryan should be a book I loved. It's a mystery in the style of Dan Brown. A shadowy organisation which does anything possible to stop people discovering what the Great Pyramid means. Daniel and his fellow investigators are plunged into a world they never imagined when they start to find out about the pyramid. Friends are killed, they are threatened and must go on the run even from their own government.
The base story and the way it's executed are quite brilliant. There's a lot of good facts in the story, obviously professionally researched. A tantalising glimpse of who may have built the pyramid is dangled before our eyes. I love these conspiracy books. They're my secret pleasure, Atlantis, The Holy Grail, ancient civilisations and even aliens. I want to believe that there is actually something there. Yet this book left me a little bemused.
As I say the actual story was great, a promising start to a series. The problem is the sub plot. The romance between Daniel and Sarah read as if it had been lifted from a not particularly good romance book (think Mills and Boon). It grated the way they talked to each other, like sand between the toes. It was too out of sync with the thriller. Without that, or even watered down, this would be a five star winner. As it is I'm conflicted and could only give it three stars. Would I read the follow-ups? Maybe but not for a while.