I knew it!
The author is throwing red herrings about like party poppers at a New Years bash.
Now for me, the question is now – Phillip Campbell and famous novelist Nicholas Jenks, are they the same man?
It would figure that Campbell was purely an alias for Jenks, but just between us, I hope it doesn’t turn out to be some cheap parlour trick. I really hate that some books, some writers, resort to such underhanded tactics. I never fail to feel cheated when I read such things. It has put me off returning to some writers, which is a great shame.
My initial instinct is to trust James Patterson. Continue Reading →