Teeth Of The Tiger

I used to be a big Tom Clancy fan. The first book of his I read was Red Storm Rising, a non-Jack-Ryan (Clancy’s most well-known character) WWIII-ish tale. I was non-impressed. Then I read his previous book, The Hunt For Red October, the Cold-war era thriller that really launched Clancy into the public consciousness, and it was really good. That launched me into a long streak where I read every one of his books, as soon as they came out in hardback. This lasted through Executive Orders. After that, I began to lose interest. So, fast forward to this past weekend, when I picked up Teeth Of The Tiger, one of Clancy’s newest tomes. Frankly, it moved, but not much else. The characters are shallow, the book is too short to develop a plot and depth worthy of Clancy’s writing (at least his early, *good* writing) and the ending is abrupt and predictably unsatisfying.