"Higgins spins as mean a tale as Ludlum, Forsyth, or any of them" Philadelphia Daily News
A classic thriller from the "New York Times" bestselling author of "Flight of Eagles" and "The President's Daughter". The wreckage of a private plane plunges charter pilot Joe Martin into deadly danger in the icy desert of Cape Desolation, Greenland.
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THE QUESTION IS WHOSE BODY IS THE ONE CLOSE TO THE PLANE?
Just a so so book. Was not impressed.
Higgins is a story teller. Cape Desolation, Greenland; the wreckage of an airplane and body of the pilot are found. Charter pilot Joe Martin does not trust the widow of the pilot or the insurance agents when he is hired to fly them to the site of the crash. Sure enough, the obvious natural dangers around are nothing to the human malice on Cape Desolation. Page turner.
Another great Higgins page turner
An fast paced thriller about an iconoclast pilot, hired to fly an odd & secretive group to a crash site on the polar icecap, only to find himself caught up in a deadly struggle of intrigue & survival.
A bush pilot with a secret to hide. A proper English gentleman. A sexy widow. A plane crash. And a hidden secret. These are just some of the elements of this thriller. It's worth a listen, but the audio tape doesn't add much in the way of local color. If you've never been to Greenland (and I haven't), some elements are a bit obscure.
Cape Desolation, Greenland-The wreckage of a private airplane is dicovered high up in the icy desert. The pilot listed in the log and the body found near the plane are not the same. Charter pilot Joe Martin is hired by the pilot's widow and insurance company to fly them through deadly terrain to the site of the crash...
But Martin doesn't trust the widow or the agents. Because the widow isn't mourning. And the agents aren't afraid of dying. And when a fortune in emeralds is found-and lost-near the wreckage, Martin realizes ha has no idea who he is working for. Suddenly, the natural dangers that loomed so darkly are nothing compared to the human malice on Cape Desolation...