Kunta Kinte I've Found You!

After months and months of skulking around the bookshelves of various libraries, half-price and used book stores, I have finally found an author to rival John Le Carre! I said to rival, but not to replace. No.
Seymour. Gerald Seymour is the name. And the book by this genius which I am currently reading is Traitor's Kiss. I am one hundred and forty pages into this book and have been reading it every night until my eyes hurt. The Daily Telegraph calls Seymour "The finest thriller writer in the world today."
Usually, I find thriller writers (the kind that regularly make the New York Times list) to be wonderful writers who simply throw one mini-adventure after another at their hero, with a clever twist or final showdown at the end. There is, with the run-of-the-mill thrill writers, none of the moral ambiguities of the individual characters facing down a situation or comentary on the state of society built into the background of their tales.
Seymour, I think, and happily, is not your run-of-the-mill writer.
Yee-haw!