Walk in the Flesh Synopsis: Terrorists killed his wife.
In the aftermath of a terrorist attack Neil is given the chance to serve his country by serving up revenge. He soon becomes England’s premier spy and assassin. As a man he was unpleasant, dangerous and of little use. As a cyborg he is unpleasant, very dangerous and extremely useful. His suicide missions fit his strengths and his weaknesses. He exacts vengeance, kills without mercy, then destroys the evidence by destroying his temporary body. The aftermath is someone else’s problem.
The scientists that created this nanotechnology knew they were creating a monster. They did not know that Neil was monstrous before they started. What do they tell their superiors when Neil’s atrocities escalate? With every mission a success, will the bureaucrats even care?
But Neil is worse than homicidal and psychopathic, he’s untidy. When he leaves his severed head in Iran, he leaves a pathologist a puzzle to solve. If she succeeds, it will destroy England’s only chance to survive in a terrorists’ transformed world. The humanity of every member of this top secret team will be maximally tested when they are ordered to send this powerful psychotic assassin on a rescue mission. – Goodreads
Walk in the Flesh Review
Peter Bailey does a fantastic job in Walk in the Flesh in more than one respect. One part that stood out the most to me was how well he communicated the feelings of women in foreign countries being systematically oppressed as the countries regress into religious rule. I wasn’t expecting to find that in this book! Also, I absolutely hated the main character, and yet I was drawn to his story. I couldn’t stop reading, but was caught helplessly in Bailey’s web as events unfolded.
Now, I was vaguely disappointed in the fact that everything seems to come full circle to one particular scarring episode. It seems to be used an excuse for lots of things, and I think that, quite frankly, that’s bull. However, this is not the fault of the author’s. What happened to Neil was a convenient excuse and most any writer would probably use it to send him circling the drain.
There was at least two or three times while reading this book that I muttered a curse word in disgust or disbelief at something that had happened. There was definitely at least one time where I went “What the–” and barely stopped myself (or didn’t, depending on the company) from saying some various forms of crude words as I expressed the fact that I hadn’t seen seen a particular twist coming. By the end I was mentally pleading with it to just be over as it took one turn after another. I had no clue where exactly it was going to end up! (That’s not a bad thing.)
Disgusting, disturbing, and downright fascinating, Walk in the Flesh will make you think, hate, and feel sympathy in places you really wouldn’t expect to. I highly recommend it for readers who are fans of Scott Sigler and Steven King.