A review by nettles
The Spy by Clive Cussler

1.0

Sometimes you read something and you are like “a man wrote this.” This book, I just knew was written by a male cishet white boomer, and that’s a headspace I don’t ever want to visit.

I skipped a bunch of the middle because I was having a bad time and managed to understand everything in my bookclub. This was because the rest of the club also had a bad time and decided to skip to the end. I’m so sorry Clive we couldn’t stick it out