Charlie Giles seems to have it all. The new digital-entertainment system for automobiles he invented is bought out by a large company. He ousted his business partner for using company money to support his gambling addiction, so now Charlie has control over everything. So it seems…
One day another associate from the company reveals to Charlie that he’s about to be thrown under the bus by another employee. Charlie’s invention, InVision, is going to be ridiculed in front of all of the company’s “big-wigs.” So Charlie devises a plan to make an (uninvited) appearance at this meeting & show up the man attempting to destroy him. Ultimately, however, Charlie is the one that is shown up. There was no plan to destroy the reputation of his product and even worse, the employee who spoke with him doesn’t exist.
For obvious reason’s Charlie’s alarmed. Not only because he destroyed his reputation but because he’s apparently talking to people who don’t exist, a key symptom of the disease that his brother Joe and their deadbeat father both have: schizophrenia.
When Charlie’s coworkers become the victims of vicious murders, Charlie is the prime suspect. Strange things begin to happen, such as incriminating notes appearing, apparently written by Charlie himself. Charlie, and those around him, believe he’s mentally insane and he’s forced to do whatever he can to prove his own innocence.
Delirious is by far one of the best thrillers I’ve read in some time. The plot is well-constructed. The action is fast-paced and exciting. The ending? Well, let’s just say I uttered a few expletives when I got to the end because I was completely & totally blown away. The reader doesn’t know who to believe, Charlie or the medical experts who surround him. Stunned cannot begin to explain how I felt after turning the last few pages.
The secondary characters really add to the storyline as well. Charlie is aided by the most unlikely of characters, repairing a relationship that was long-ago destroyed.
I think the highest compliment I can pay this book is that it kept my attention, despite only having six hours of sleep over two days. I read it on the plane-ride home from my trip from hell. I’m certain the other passengers assumed the expletives I was shouting were due to my frustrations with the airlines. If only they knew!
Daniel Palmer is the son of medical-thriller author Michael Palmer. It’s clear that in this case, talent runs in the family! Highly, highly recommended!