“I read the entire book while I waited in line.” “I’m sorry, you did what?” the successful author asked without looking up from the book he was signing. The Rembrandt Affair, which I reviewed last week, is the tenth novel by Daniel Silva featuring the Beretta 92 toting Mossad assassin, Gabriel Allon. At the end of my review I concluded that this would be the last Gabriel Allon novel – at least for a while. “I’m just kidding.”
The successful author stole a glimpse of the jackass harassing him at the Dallas, Texas PR event, then returned to autographing books.
“In your new book you wrapped up all of the backstory story lines,” I continued. “And at the end of the book, the main character walks off into the sunset. Does that mean that you plan to put Gabriel Allon to bed?”
Now I had his full attention…
Suppressing a smile like a house cat hoping that I wouldn’t notice the canary feathers caught in his teeth, he answered my question with a question.
“How do you know I wrapped up all of the story lines?”
“I didn’t read the book while standing in line, but I have read it. Your publisher was good enough to send me an advanced review copy.” I showed him the letter from Putnam that I had tucked inside the cover.
His answer was a canned response that I have heard him give to other interviewers: “I don’t discuss books that I am going to write.”
Of course you don’t. But I already had my answer.