However, the evidence just does not add up and Frankie is convinced his brother has been framed so he sets about trying to find out the truth. Extraneous characters are dropped and a strong narrative drive pushes this crime thriller through a strong finale. Unlike the majority of first in series, there wasn't too much evidence of scene setting to be found.

Overall, Framed might not be high art, but it is not without merit, and a fun old read for snooker fans and others alike.Frankie decides he’s going to try to figure out what happened, even if it kills him – and with some of the nutters who are around, it might do just that. Well, if you'd asked me at about page 250, I'd have given this two stars, but the book redeems itself somewhat with a far tighter last section.

And the result is a boring read as Frankie propels himself deeper into Soho's underworld without difficulty or conflict. You can change your choices at any time by visiting Cookie preferences, as described in the Cookie notice. One does so hate to be cynical, but when reading potboilers and page-turners set in the past, it does sometimes occur that a period setting is little more than a cheap alternative to dealing with plot holes that arise in the presence of mobile phones. Well, his perceived innocence, he says he is, despite the mountain of evidence stacking up to the contrary.

This is a reputation I haven't exactly helped since I became the world's leading expert on the literary career of Steve Bruce. The story itself did feel quite formulaic, almost predictable at times in how the story plodded along but I have to say that I did actually enjoy how the story flowed and how we knew the danger to Frankie was coming from somewhere, but until the end I never actually knew where that place was. For example, the main character owns a struggling snooker club, and he keeps a cue under the bar in case there’s any trouble.

We have Frankie's younger brother jack racing to Frankie's snooker hall, covered in blood, tipped off that the police are after him. There is everywhere the faint aura of vintage Partridge, nowhere more so than when Frankie visits a Greek thug who has mistreated his deceased mother's flat. Since turning professional in 1992, O'Sullivan has clocked up an incredible number of awards and trophies, including the UK Championship, the China Open, the Regal Championships, the Benson and Hedges Masters and the British Open. das buch ist in englisch und der wirklich einzige kleine wermutstropfen ist das f-wort das so oft verwendet wird.Overall as a gangland thriller almost, Frames does lack the punch of a Martina Cole or Jessie Keane novel but as an enjoyable thriller in its own right it is definitely a book that I can recommend and I am excited to read the sequel. Be advised though that there is a lot of bad language, but for me this made the story more gritty and real. The choice to set it in the mid-nineties is also a slightly strange one – "everyone was into Blur and Oasis these days, but [Frankie] still reckoned the old tunes were the best" – and the trappings of the era are vaguely gestured toward, rather than buttressed by necessary plot points. But when his younger brother, Jack, is accused of a vicious gang-related murder, Frankie must get his hands dirty to prove his brother's innocence. For no believable reason, this young man suddenly develops the ability to solve complex crimes, read crime scenes, beat up gangsters, breaking and entering without leaving any clue.