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Intensely introspective, the novel narrates one day in the life of Henry Perowne, a neurosurgeon. As the day breaks, he witnesses an airplane accident from his window. This incident leaves him shaken, but is only the backdrop to a seemingly irrelevant incident later on (a traffic altercation with a thug), which will have a pivotal effect on Perowne’s day and life. Suspenseful, ominous, with action that is slow-rising but ultimately draws momentum for a climax in which art and science are confronted in order to save Perowne and his family at a critical moment. (Anything else will give the plot away!)
This was one great read. I love stories which can build a character deeply and narrate events taking place in a matter of hours, without ever dragging nor hurrying along. The pace was perfect.
