One of the worst books I've ever read. The writing is terrible and every 1-2 chapters de Villiers throws in an equally badly written pornographic sex scene because his main character is a self-insert for dudes reading his book who fantasize about having wild sex with nymphomaniac Russian women. The entire thing is straight up Male Gaze shit. When his Bond knockoff male lead isn't having sex, he's probably rattling off a laundry list of every stereotype about Russia and Russians that has ever existed. The entire premise of the plot is played-out, uninteresting, and unrealistically written. This book is garbage and I would have stopped reading by the end of the prologue (if I ever picked it up at all) if my prof hadn't assigned it. If I could give negative stars, I would.