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Midnight in Madrid Review


It seems like most Christian fiction is designed for a very specific demographic. Picture the most perfect stay at home mom at your church who never misses a quiet time, can decorate a cake, always remembers to change the sheets weekly, keeps a perfect house and still finds time to read. They are designed for her. They are usually light, warm, romantic, non-controversial, and pretty much offer an alter call at the end. (No offense father Tim).

Don't expect that here. Instead you will find murder, theft, mobsters, drinking, and cussing (even if it is bleeped out). Hynd tucked some Christian themes into appropriate places, but focused on writing a good story rather than generic Christian fiction. This is a book my husband might actually read!


Quick Synapsis ( from the back cover):

"When a mysterious relic is stolen from a Madrid museum, people are dying to discover its secrets. Literally.U.S. Treasury agent Alexandra LaDuca returns from Conspiracy in Kiev to track down the stolen artwork, a small carving called The Pietà of Malta. It seems to be a simple assignment, but nothing about this job is simple, as the mysteries and legends surrounding the relic become increasingly complex with claims of supernatural power.As aggressive, relentless, and stubborn as ever, Alex crisscrosses Europe through a web of intrigue, danger, and betrayal, joined by a polished, mysterious new partner. With echoes of classic detective and suspense fiction from The Maltese Falcon to The Da Vinci Code, Midnight in Madrid takes the reader on a nonstop spellbinding chase through a modern world of terrorists, art thieves, and cold-blooded killers. "


Some links of interest:


Noel Hynd's website: http://noelhynd.com/


Comments

Anonymous said…
Hey! I found you via Margie at But Be Like the Sun. I luuuvv me some Christian fiction but I'm a very messy, disorganized, chaotic kind of Christian mama! Anyway, thanks for letting us know about Midnight in Madrid. Sounds exciting. I'll be sure to check it out!
July 26, 2009 at 11:42 AM
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