I: Independence Hall by Roland Smith

Remember me telling you that you were going to hear about the books I bought for Christmas? Yup, well here we go. Insignia was the first book on my list, but Independence Hall was definitely second. 😀 Why I decided to review Independence Hall instead of Insignia for A to Z? Mostly because I was reading Independence Hall and the read of the I, Q (try searching for that in a library catalog: not an easy task!) way before I even knew Insignia existed, and because I don’t think the I, Q series has as much publicity as Insignia. Anyways, enough about that. You came here to learn about the book, not my rantings.

What do you do when your dead mother isn’t dead and is actually a infamous terrorist, when your coach breaks down in the middle of the desert because of a device designed to stop you there, when the roadie who’s driving your family’s coach turns out to be a retired spy keeping an eye on you, and when that waiter over there is actually part of the Israeli Mossad and seems to have a death wish on you? Oh. Yeah, and that police officer over there really isn’t a police officer. And there’s a reason that paparazzi reporter is following you around–a different one than your parent’s fame.