Lord of the Dark Lake
Autor Ron Fausten Limba Engleză Paperback – 4 feb 2014
Jay Chandler, an American archaeologist excavating an ancient Greek temple, is surprised to find himself invited to a weeklong party on an exotic island paradise owned by eccentric tycoon Alexander Krisos. The annual event—swarmed with European nobility, Texas oilmen, ballerinas and bullfighters, millionaire politicos in exile, Japanese potentates, artists, and gorgeous models—is the sort of orgiastic party many would kill to attend. But no one really expects murder to become part of the festivities . . . until it does. From the party’s start under the bright Aegean sky to the finale in the island’s underworld of dark caves, the guests are pulled to their destinies by a force as powerful as any invoked by the Greek gods—and Chandler must confront a Minotaur as deadly as the mythic one.
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9781620454428
ISBN-10: 1620454424
Pagini: 320
Dimensiuni: 140 x 216 x 20 mm
Greutate: 0.45 kg
Editura: Turner
ISBN-10: 1620454424
Pagini: 320
Dimensiuni: 140 x 216 x 20 mm
Greutate: 0.45 kg
Editura: Turner
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Recenzii
“Confirming Faust as a novelist to be reckoned with, this intricate omnium-gatherum, told in chiseled prose, seduces the reader with both wit and passion.”
—Publishers Weekly
“A writer of enormous talent, a stylist to admire and a storyteller of great power.”
—Scott Turow, author of Presumed Innocent
“Faust writes beautifully . . . he reminds you of Hemingway and Peter Matthiessen. . . . Faust has it all: lyrical prose, complex characters and provocative plots.”
—Booklist
“Faust’s clear, unadorned prose and his deft, pure characterization ring with the force of Hemingway or Graham Greene.”
—Publishers Weekly
—Publishers Weekly
“A writer of enormous talent, a stylist to admire and a storyteller of great power.”
—Scott Turow, author of Presumed Innocent
“Faust writes beautifully . . . he reminds you of Hemingway and Peter Matthiessen. . . . Faust has it all: lyrical prose, complex characters and provocative plots.”
—Booklist
“Faust’s clear, unadorned prose and his deft, pure characterization ring with the force of Hemingway or Graham Greene.”
—Publishers Weekly
Notă biografică
Ron Faust was the award-winning author of 15 novels, all thrillers, including the bestseller When She Was Bad and In the Forest of the Night. Many of his novels have been optioned for film. He died in 2011.
Extras
I looked seaward. His “monster wave” was rapidly approaching. It was third in the long line of swells rushing silently across the dark expanse of sea. Krisos’s chosen wave did not now appear any bigger than the ones before and behind it. They all rolled swiftly inward. The first of the three entered the cove and crashed foaming against the base of the cliff, and a moment later a great stream of spume exploded out of the blowhole and gradually dispersed, fogging the air.
“This is the moment,” Alexander said. “Always. Isn’t it, Jay? When you’ve bet it all.”
I turned to look at him. His stance was casual and he met my gaze with a quick smile that acknowledged our complicity. I had no reservations now. I was his accomplice in this foolish stunt. Let him leap; let him fall; let him live or die. Everything was so dreary, so boring, until Krisos arrived, and then one’s interior vision was altered, sleeping emotions were aroused, and life repossessed its clarity and peril and fun.
The wave, his wave, had entered the cove. I now saw that it really was bigger than the others, a seething graybeard that remained concave as it rolled on another fifty yards and then cracked like a whip as it collapsed, cracked again when its surge met the rock wall (I dropped my arm and shouted, “Go!”), and cracked once more as, violently compressed, it exploded out of the blowhole. Alexander was falling then, windmilling his arms for balance, and he fell slowly (it seemed) through the spume and mistfog and entered the water straight and clean a yard beyond the half-ring of sharp rocks. The splash lifted thirty feet into the air. A boiling mushroom of water appeared at his entry point. I stood on the edge of the cliff and watched it seethe.
“This is the moment,” Alexander said. “Always. Isn’t it, Jay? When you’ve bet it all.”
I turned to look at him. His stance was casual and he met my gaze with a quick smile that acknowledged our complicity. I had no reservations now. I was his accomplice in this foolish stunt. Let him leap; let him fall; let him live or die. Everything was so dreary, so boring, until Krisos arrived, and then one’s interior vision was altered, sleeping emotions were aroused, and life repossessed its clarity and peril and fun.
The wave, his wave, had entered the cove. I now saw that it really was bigger than the others, a seething graybeard that remained concave as it rolled on another fifty yards and then cracked like a whip as it collapsed, cracked again when its surge met the rock wall (I dropped my arm and shouted, “Go!”), and cracked once more as, violently compressed, it exploded out of the blowhole. Alexander was falling then, windmilling his arms for balance, and he fell slowly (it seemed) through the spume and mistfog and entered the water straight and clean a yard beyond the half-ring of sharp rocks. The splash lifted thirty feet into the air. A boiling mushroom of water appeared at his entry point. I stood on the edge of the cliff and watched it seethe.
Descriere
Jay Chandler, an American archaeologist excavating an ancient Greek temple, is surprised to find himself invited to a weeklong party on an exotic island paradise owned by eccentric tycoon Alexander Krisos. The annual event—swarmed with European nobility, Texas oilmen, ballerinas and bullfighters, millionaire politicos in exile, Japanese potentates, artists, and gorgeous models—is the sort of orgiastic party many would kill to attend. But no one really expects murder to become part of the festivities . . . until it does. From the party’s start under the bright Aegean sky to the finale in the island’s underworld of dark caves, the guests are pulled to their destinies by a force as powerful as any invoked by the Greek gods—and Chandler must confront a Minotaur as deadly as the mythic one.