Bankers build their careers on trust, or so everyone thinks, till a series of murders threaten to destroy the reputation that the Greater Boston Global Bank (GB2) has built over the years. Who is behind these killings, and what is their motive?
When Karan Panjabi, press reporter and ex-banker, digs deeper, he realizes that he has stumbled upon a global conspiracy with far reaching ramifications a secret that could not only destroy the bank but also cast a shadow on the entire nation. With only thirty-six hours at his disposal, he must fight the clock and trust no one if he is to stay alive and uncover the truth.
Bestselling author Ravi Subramanian, a master storyteller of financial crime and winner of the Golden Quill Readers Choice Award, returns with his most gripping thriller yet.
The Bankster by Ravi Subramanian is akin to a caper aphorism enigma spinning in the region of three settings of Angola, Kerala and Mumbai with four chalk and cheese tales going on, save for as soon as the spring axiom conundrum completes itself en route for a connotation, it just puff away your wits with a sinister chain of dealings, twirls and twists, placed delightfully to ensnare and slot in the booklover from the start to the very conclusion.
The tale begin at the opening of the twenty first century in Angola, a terra firma not secure to course unaided, where over the duration Mr. Joseph Braganza, a clandestine CIA manager and neat hand, forging race and several characters would be element of the fixture for a big shot operating a process of this temperament, promising a binary manager in this book that had cultured that the further calm, the minor was the chance of being assumed of fetid fun. He completes a covenant for weaponry and blood diamonds meriting millions of dollars.
The author writes about the sad state of affairs of Angola’s artesian miners-its devastating effects on citizens, only to lay their hands on in their quest for riches and wealth and ropes in some of realities inside happenings to make more colour and vividness to the story.
Krishna Menon, post their homecoming from Middle East fritter most of his verve exerting with bullion agents at Thiruvananthapuram and would perform no matter which to execute his pledge made to his fading spawn, who depart his life in a nuclear catastrophe in Ukraine and enthusiastically escort a dissent against a nuclear power plant to be put up in the environs of his locality. Getting hold of shore up from an NGO and a local MLA, it is too tardy for him to recognize what he a part is currently of.
Four key workers of the Greater Boston Global Bank perpetrate suicide in Mumbai, or that's what it give the impression akin to and as soon as the champion of the account, the Banker turned press journalist and the central character, Karan Panjabi disembark after the heart of the yarn plough profound into the tangible basis of such ruthful actions, he grasp that he is at present a element of a international scheme, with extreme upshot of a covert that can as well shed a silhouette on the whole realm and there is no way exiting reverse
With only thirty-six hours at his disposal, he ought to wrestle the timepiece and rely on no one if he is to live animate and expose the fact and nearly to the finish when he crack the obscurity pretty belatedly in the conspire, and once he is close the design grows at a radiating hustle but as and when the legend disclose and in the final fraction of fairy-tale, the true vivacity appear to beam.
As soon as two skilled probe officials in Vienna appear to discern what they had supposed to be a mishap, is in fact a slaying, they'll confer anything it takes to get to the offenders to maintain their hit pace unaffected.
The narrative rest amid the workforce in the higher stratum of the bank outdoing inkling as if in a impart pursuit, crafting it more or less not possible for the booklover to disembark at a defined conjecture of the obscure bloke, and that is where the writer attain oodles.
The chronicle is a spot on obscurity in all its unity and quintessence that can be put spaced out from the rest as an echoing exemplar of what a ambiguity ought to and must be and arise from the lozenge pits of Angola and outdo hands to Vikram Bahl and arrive to Mumbai where largely it is positioned. It shortly meander off to Europe chasing a string of fateful yet ostensibly discrete measures.
At hand are heaps of wind to key connive, but all has been interlaced skilfully with petite episodes with patent and eloquent staging of facts and the anecdote is awfully sensible with the manner the writer toggling amidst these four stories in a flawless style is a fad to be longed-for and the stratagem will undeniably stay you captivated and you would just crave to interpret further and extra with what ensue in the finish, departing you totally dumb hit.
All the while, suchlike estimate you create about the conclusion it twist out to be totally contrary and you'll fancy for the tale to keep on in Mumbai whilst it seize you to Kerala which craft you stay ramping the leafs. under no circumstances all through your entire comprehend you'll sense that you are left bitty and it's the prettiness of the writers recounting that the whole thing appear to be in a surge with the novelist’s gen concerning the banking business evidently reputing in the intrigue.
The top tip for the narrative is its capriciousness which is finely appendaged and sustained by a handful of fittingly sited temperaments of Indrani the CEO of the depository, Vikram the hard-nosed live wire who is all the time glancing for fresh means to make funds, Raymond, the intelligent but forlorn guy from the swindle section, Harshita, a diligent trade individual whose value in the business lessen when a sexy siren who is not scared of exploiting her chattels to her finest benefit are disposition that you will uncover resonance of in the folks in the region of you.
A factual crime novel fast-paced with chock-a-block touching contour in a row and in the midst of every transient section you will acquire amass of in order with simple clear lingo and all in the course of it the essentials of trepidation in nerve-racking stir reign in outright real-life state with analysis of every episode, you will find goose ammo and the covert and the course of shock cry it all.
It has elaborate mesh of slur, sham and sedition, with the account admirably bonded and well spread athwart, Mumbai, Vienna and the Middle-East with a tempting wrap, certain to grasp your notice and excel out in the middle of others. The writers adore of life and trek is manifest while telling the loveliness of Vienna, also Thane Creek and the yarn of Vashi viaduct from Mumbai to Navi Mumbai.
The narratives of Karan’s enquiry are innovative and up to date and the chic of appearance of facts, the qualms act not orbit but the sense set out on to locate the shady moral fibres.
The writer’s way of inscription is inimitable, which is closer to veracity as the tale is packed out with existent in turn that has been gleamed and further to the book with unreal personality.
The Bankster merit a interpret and is a great deal further than just a pecuniary suspenseful story, the inscrutability and exploit adjoin essence to the entire legend which will of course stay you passionate and the conclusion would leave you stunned.
Title: The Bankster • Author: Ravi Subramanian • ISBN: 9788129120489 • Binding: Paperback • Published: 2012 • Publisher: Rupa Publications • Pages: 364 • Language: English
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