I just finished my second Michael Gruber novel (Valley of Bones) and liked it as much as his first (Tropic of Night). But I confess I’m having some trouble getting over the revleation (a couple of years ago) that he ghost-wrote 16 of the Butch Karp novels for Robert Tannenbaum. I’ve posted on this before (the “can’t get over it” part) but, damn! Sixteen books?! I loved the Buth Karp novels and feel …betrayed… that they person I thought wrote them, didn’t. A littlle googling revealed that Gruber and Tanenbaum are first cousins and when Gruber decided to go solo, they had a serious falling out. If you’re a Butch Karp fan, you feel my pain. If you’re not… you don’t know or care what the mellon farmer I’m talking about.