According to the book jacket and press materials for The Traveler, the author "John Twelve Hawks lives off the Grid." What the bio fails to mention and what the publisher might have failed to note was that, "John Twelve Hawks doesn't know how to write dialog." In addition, "John Twelve Hawks never was told that pages and pages of expositional dialog broken up with meaningless secondary action isn't engaging." Also, and I found this really interesting, "John Twelve Hawks has never met a cliche he didn't like, but if there's one he is particularly good at, it's the secret lab that is guarded by the highest of high tech wizardry, but which you can break into by lifting up a metal air conditioning grate just outside the grounds." Finally, and perhaps Mr. Twelve Hawks will discuss this once he's unmasked and it turns out he's actually Rod McKuen, "John Twelve Hawks can write his way out of a toilet, but it should be a very shallow one, and one that has seen all of the Highlander movies."
All that being said, it's the perfect weekend summer reading -- mindless entertainment that engages you while the neighbor kids piss in your pool.