Wayward Pines #2: Blake Crouch

Ok, at least the plot makes sense now; it was completely opaque in book one.

Still not very good.

Player One: Douglas Coupland

Armageddon in a bar in a Toronto airport hotel, a building resembling “the third-best restaurant in the fourth-largest city in Bulgaria”

Preternaturally calm, the main characters muse on faith, love, reality and the meaning of life.

Coupland is often derided as being derivative and predictable. Doesn’t matter. He seldom writes a bad book.