Steve Heineman

This takes the passion idea of Michael Crichton, strips out the detail and science he's known for, flattens the characters into unlikeable robots, and shoots the editors before they can try to save this book. This story vacillated between bad and infuriatingly bad throughout, and would have benefited from James Patterson never getting within 500 yards of it. Throw it into the caldera, lest it spreads around the whole world and poisons the good name and memory of Michael Crichton.