The Good Thief's Guide to Vegas Book

What an awful book.

It started out okay, nothing revolutionary, but at least attention-grabbing enough for me to keep reading. It then descended into a sludge of purple prose and rambling description (down to the state of the toenails of a maid that opened the door to a house of a minor character).

Then there's the issue of the main character. He's flat and uninteresting, and seems to have zero motivation beyond being a sleaze. He makes a point to comment on the body of almost every woman that makes an appearance in the book, and more than a few times gets chatty about their "loose morals." (He is a thief, where does he have room to speak on morals?) At one point he goes so far as to refer to his own friend as slutty.

The entire conflict is based on a decision he made based on high school-level jealousy, for which he never seems as apologetic as he should be.

He is such an awful character that I would rather read about Joffery Lannister and the Joker wreaking havoc on the innocent, because at least they're not half-baked excuses for characters.

Beyond that, the writing itself is technically bland. It is written in passive voice almost exclusively, and despite indulgent descriptions of every room the character enters, leaves holes for the reader to fill. I found myself rewriting the sentences as I read, thinking about how much better the book would have sounded if just one person pointed out the flaws.

Tl;dr: Save yourself the time. This book is not worth it.