Title: Say That To My Face
Author: Bernard Maestas
Genre: YA thriller
Book Blurb:
Alex is a throwaway teenager in New York, pitfighting for scraps. Ted is a bored suburban high schooler in Illinois making a profit on changing grades and pirating movies.Together they become international mercenaries, battling for their own profit, occasionally stumbling on doing the right thing, and taking sarcastic jabs at each other along the way.
Using their collective talents, they rob a crooked bank president, rescue the kidnapped daughter of an oil tycoon and hunt high value insurgents in Iraq for the bounties on their head. They train government troops in one African country to crush the tribal government of a neighboring country and then train the tribal militia opponents of the adjacent country. In Russia they hunt down a wanted war criminal on the run from the UN, exposing a human trafficking operation.
Realizing that they are at their best together, they go into business for themselves, picking the jobs they want, when they want, and reaping all the profits
Reviewer: Aly
Review:
This was definitely a fun read. The quotes that were chosen show that before you ever read the first word of the book! The author also made a lot of intricate descriptions. They always make you feel as if you are there, even if you might not want to(and believe me there was at least one scene that just from the description you would not want to be in). Due to these descriptions, you feel as if you can experience the scene with all of your senses. Even smell. And that was one description I could do without many times.
The metaphors used are simple and easy to understand. It wasn't hard to realize what the author meant when they were using metaphors.
Alex was my favourite character to love and hate at the same time. He's worry and sarcastic(keeps things interesting) but he also seems to have anger issues, be an adrenaline junkie and seems to have a bit of a death wish(the scary, hated part). But the easy banter with Ted seems to balance things out.
