I wanted to like this series. The premise had potential, and the first book did enough right that I picked up the second. Unfortunately, that’s where my interest ended.
In Book 2, the story crosses a line from “suspension of disbelief” into outright implausibility. A supposedly blind character is later revealed to be a DEA agent operating undercover. That alone is a stretch, but still within the realm of fiction if handled carefully. However, the character is shown driving a car while maintaining this disguise. At that point, the narrative collapses under its own weight.
What finally broke the story for me was the attempt to extend the deception beyond the character himself—down to disguising the blind man’s cat to maintain the cover identity. That detail pushed the plot from tense or clever into unintentionally absurd. Instead of advancing the story, it pulled me out of it completely.
Suspension of disbelief only works when internal logic is respected. This felt less like a calculated risk by the author and more like a disregard for realism and consistency. Once immersion is lost, it’s very hard to regain, and for me, it never did.
I stopped reading the series at that point. Readers who are willing to overlook major plausibility issues may still enjoy it, but those who value internal consistency and grounded storytelling may find this a frustrating experience.