Review - The Barista's Guide to Espionage, Dave Sinclair
Think Bond girl who can make a mean espresso, is armed to teeth, trained to the bare minimum, and is mightily pissed off with her ex and you've got Eva Destruction. A woman with a propensity to fall for the bad boy, who thinks, for a brief time, that meeting billionaire charmer Harry Lancing might mean her streak of dead-end relationships has finally come to an end. Until he turns out to be a control-freak, super-villain with a plan to take over the world, and all sorts of ways and means of achieving it.
When the good guys arrive on the scene - mostly in the person of super-spy and double-entendre ninja Charles Bishop - Eva must work out if she still loves Lancing as much as he claims to love her; escape an airborne missile attack on a luxury penthouse apartment in London; and survive a range of weird attacks, approaches, assaults and general men behaving oddly incidents. All to end up with Lancing on his oddly laid out tropical island lair; with a security chief who would like nothing better than an excuse to be rid of her; trying to find out what exactly is behind his plan to control the world. For the right reasons, or so he claims.
If the title of THE BARISTA'S GUIDE TO ESPIONAGE didn't give you a big hint, then the blurb will sum up the general approach of this book in a nutshell. This is out there, funny, espionage fiction with a dry sense of humour and a particularly sarcastic bent. A cross between James Bond and Wonder Woman, with more than a hint of Bridget Jones. All of which unexpectedly combine to become a believable, funny, capable, in your face heroine; dealing with a super-villain who oozes charm and madness; and the hero (in his own mind) of the piece, Charles Bishop, who only occasionally needs rescuing by the super-resourceful, super-talented, loud mouthed Eva.
Looks like this might be the first novel in an ongoing series which frankly is excellent news. Eva Destruction can only get better with age, wisdom and a litre or ten more of dodgy wine with her mates.
"Him: But he did buy you a castle.
Her: That's okay I can build my own castle out of the fucks I no longer give."
Meet Eva Destruction, the only thing quicker than her mouth is her talent for getting into trouble. It’s true she’s always had an eye for a bad boy but when she falls for billionaire super-villain Harry Lancing, it seems that even Eva may have bitten off more than she can chew.
Eva hurtles headlong into terrorist attacks, assassinations, car chases and the occasional close encounter with a dashing spy who seems as determined to charm Eva into bed as he is to thwart Lancing’s plans to bring down every government on earth.
As the odds begin to stack up in Lancing’s favour the fate of the world lies in Eva’s hands. Luckily for the world, Eva Destruction isn’t the type of girl to let a super-villain ex-boyfriend with a massive ego, unlimited resources and his own secret island get the better of her.
Better shape up Bond. There’s a new girl in town and she’s come to kick some ass.
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