Soft Target by Stephen Hunter. Oh boy. Where to start. Well, let's start with a positive: it's an easy read; maybe one to take with you on a trip. To the negative(s): unbelievable plot involves a video-game loving, mass-murdering young guy; clunky dialogue here and there; clumsily inserted politics (buffoonish Liberal police chief is named Obobo - get it?); technical info-dump - a pet peeve of mine; and characters being introduced and dropped willy-nilly. At it's worst, Hunter has his trained Marine-sniper hero being ably assisted by a middle-aged, video-game savvy Black woman named Lavelva. Really!? I wanted to slap the author. I have been advised that Mr. Hunter writes much better books than this, and with a better protagonist, so I'll keep an open mind. Pass on this one, folks.