Having read The Day of the Jackal I was well aware of the quality that Frederick Forsyth is capable of producing.
This book follows the attempts of a freelance journalist, Phillip Miller, in his attempts to find an SS war criminal, who was responsible for the deaths of thousands in Eastern Europe, who had fled after the Second World War with the help of the former-SS organisation - the Odessa - in order to avoid being tried for his crimes.
Phillip Miller gets involved in the chase for this SS was criminal through the uneventful suicide of a middle-aged man in Hamburg who, apart from a diary that is give to Miller by a police friend, had left few possessions. The diary turns out to be an account of his days in the Riga Ghetto, which was commanded by the very same SS Captain he then sets out to find, as a Jew in Nazi-occupied Germany.
The motive for Miller going after the SS war criminal are never mentioned until later in the book so for a large portion of the book you are left to wander what his motivations are - is it for the money a big scoop would bring? Is it for moral reasons?
The book itself is, as with every book written by Forsyth, well researched and written. I never felt that the book was simply a contrived movement from A to B to C, but moved in the same way that a true piece of investigative journalism would do - moving from one clue to the next and so on. It really did keep me gripped from start to finish.
Overall, an excellently researched book that keeps the suspense, wondering and tension going until the very end.