If someone asked me to select only 10 authors to read for the rest
of my life, first I would beg them to up the number to at least 20.
(How can I pick just 10?) Then, when they refused, I would ask if I
could count Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child as one because, in my
mind, despite their individual talents and accomplishments, they
are, when working together, a well-oiled writing machine (singular)
not to be missed.
I would be hard-pressed, however, to pick which of their novels is
my favorite. Each page-turner is well written, clever, well