Cherith Gray

Wow, this was bad. I was cringing the whole way through. When I got to the part of the "5AC" on the tail of the plane standing for the 5am Club - that's when I knew, for certain, that this book was a load of tripe. This was like a teenager writing his vision of what success is (massive shiny watches, one armed push ups, islands, private jets). And the (not really a) homeless man ruse - I could just see the author smiling smugly at how he would cleverly fool all of us unsuccessful clods with that one. How this got published is beyond me.