The Room of White Fire
A young soldier shattered by war, on the run from a mental institute. A P.I. carrying his own vicious wounds hired to track that soldier down. A race against the clock to bring the soldier home before he reveals the secret that haunts him.
Roland Ford once a cop, then a marine, now a private investigator is good at finding people. But when he's asked to locate air force veteran Clay Hickman, he realizes he's been drawn into something deep and dark. He knows the weight of war, having served as a marine in First Fallujah; he also knows the nightmare of indescribable personal pain, as only two years have passed since his young wife's sudden death. What he doesn't know is why a shroud of secrecy hangs over the disappearance of Clay Hickman and why he's getting a different story from everyone involved.
To begin with, there's the teenage girl who helped Clay escape: she's smart enough to fend off Ford's questions but impetuous enough to be on the run with an armed and dangerous man. Then there's Clay's attractive doctor, who clearly cares deeply for his welfare but is impossible to read, even as she inspires in Ford the first desire he has felt since his wife's death. And there's the proprietor of the mental institute who is as enigmatic as he is brash, and ambitious to the point of being ruthless; what could Clay possibly know to make this search so desperate?
Soon, what began as just a job becomes a life-and-death obsession for Ford, pitting him against immensely powerful and treacherous people and forcing him to contend with chilling questions about truth, justice, and the American way.
I was intrigued to start reading this book after reading the summary. It started out fine. Roland is fine as a main lead. Yet, my issues with this book became apparent early on in the story. The story was long and drawn out into why Clay was running. It did not help that I didn't find most of the other characters engaging enough to help peak my interest. This includes Dr. Hulet. Who I did not feel the chemistry between Roland and she. Despite, these factors, I did keep reading in the hopes that the story would pick up. Even with silence, I had a hard time focusing on the book in my hand and the events taking place in that moment. Although, I did notice about half way that the story did start picking up. For me it was too late. This needed to happen way sooner in the story. While, this book may not have done anything for me, it seems other readers did enjoy it. So you might want to check this book out for yourself.