A very well written thriller that made a thrilling audio book with an excellent performance of [a:Robert Petkoff|2889695|Robert Petkoff|https://s.gr-assets.com/assets/nophoto/user/m_50x66-82093808bca726cb3249a493fbd3bd0f.png].
A plane crash. Two survivors. A four year old boy and an unknown painter who swam 8 hours in the cold Atlantic at night with a boy on his back.
Is he a hero or the reason for this crash?
How did he get on the board of the private jet with two of the most richest and powerful people of the USA? Why his name is not on the boarding list? Does he tell the truth? And what happened on the board of the machine?
Aside from the investigation and a less spectacular outcome - too fresh the memories of the Germanwings Flight 9525, google if you don't remember- the book delivers a very important massage, IMO:
Journalism was meant to be objective reporting of facts; no matter how contradictory. You didn't make the news fit the story. You simply reported the facts as they were.When hat that stopped being true?