Freefall – Adam Hamdy


Freefall will be published on 2 November 2017 by Headline and is available to buy here

Eight months after confronting Pendulum, John Wallace is losing himself in a dangerous warzone in a misguided attempt at penance for what he has done. But an assassination attempt makes Wallace realise that he has once again been targeted for death. This time, Wallace is prepared and, tracking down his would-be assassin, he discovers a link to his nemesis, Pendulum.

The link is the missing piece of a puzzle that has tormented FBI Agent Christine Ash ever since they confronted Pendulum, but with no Bureau support she has been unable to progress her case. Wallace’s proof breaks it, but also exposes them both to terrible danger.

Confronted by a powerful, hidden enemy, Ash and Wallace must overcome impossible odds if they are to avert a dangerous challenge to the networked world that threatens to destroy our way of life.

My thoughts

I loved Pendulum. I loved Pendulum so much, I read it twice. John Wallace is my kind of flawed hero. I was excited to hear about Freefall. Freefall by Adam Hamdy is the highly anticipated book two in the trilogy.

Pendulum saw John Wallace trying to figure out a dark mystery. Who wants him dead? Who is the masked stranger who strung him up in his flat with a noose? This masked man seems to be randomly targeting people across the UK and America. With the help of FBI Special Agent Christine Ash and Detective Inspector Patrick Bailey, John Wallace finds the sad truth behind the murderous attacks. We discover the Pendulum killer was not acting alone and that he wanted to take down the internet in revenge. I will not say more, in case you haven’t read Pendulum. Freefall follows on beautifully from Pendulum. Wallace is punishing himself, with guilt and self loathing on a suicide mission photographing remote tribes in war torn Afghanistan. Bailey is struggling to hold it together, with PTSD taking over his life. Christine Ash is on the case of Babylon, a man who has the most evil device ever invented to decapitate his victims. Sylvia Greene’s suicide in London sparks more danger, more deadly encounters and a heap of trouble for the threesome. Will Wallace and the others work out who else was in league with the Pendulum?

I raced through Freefall at top speed. My heart was thumping. Thrill overload. I felt for Wallace and all that Adam Hamdy had put him through in Pendulum. I could understand Wallace’s mourning and sorrow over the loss of his girlfriend. It was good to see Wallace reconnecting with Ash and starting to feel again. That was very touching. Less touching was the way we see Christine Ash crumble as well. I had a lump in my throat. This novel is very much about the emotional repercussions of being an action hero, as much as it is about the friends of Pendulum. The reality is that as humans we can only take so much. All three of our heroes are brave fighters. They are very human though. The toll of death and hurt eventually gets to all of them.

Be in no doubt, this is a full on action packed, high octane adventure. Wallace finds himself in mortal danger time and time again. The Pendulum body armoured figures are about and they have Wallace, Ash and Bailey in their sights. You can just imagine the hidious torture scenes, the explosions and the brutal force of the law. Bailey’s friend on the opposite side of the law is back, Salamander. Always useful to know a bloke who can fit you up with a forged passport. Once again, Hamdy looks at the internet and its excesses. We get a sense of the debate about increased regulation and control, which Prime Minister Theresa May has also been echoing.

What can I say? Buy this book. Give it a home! It’s a fabulous thriller, with a very contemporary spin. Read it a few times. Pretend to be Wallace. Hope that in the next book, we get a happy ending. Excitement guaranteed. Recommended.


About Northern Crime

Reviewer with a mind of her own. This is a collection of book reviews, which started in 2014. Mostly crime and odd other genres thrown in. Some I loved. Some I loathed. You get the picture.
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