Cold Plague

Cold Plague

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by Daniel Kalla
     
 

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Pristine water—hidden for millions of years, untouched by pollution, and possessing natural healing powers—is found miles under Antarctic ice. The scientists who make this astonishing discovery stand to win worldwide acclaim and earn billions. While people around the world line up for a taste of the therapeutic water, a cluster of new cases of mad…  See more details below

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Pristine water—hidden for millions of years, untouched by pollution, and possessing natural healing powers—is found miles under Antarctic ice. The scientists who make this astonishing discovery stand to win worldwide acclaim and earn billions. While people around the world line up for a taste of the therapeutic water, a cluster of new cases of mad cow disease explodes in a rural French province. Dr. Noah Haldane and his World Health Organization team are urgently summoned.

Fresh from a brush with a pandemic flu, Noah recognizes the deadliness of a prion—the enigmatic microscopic protein responsible for mad cow disease—that kills with the speed and ferocity of a virus. Despite intense international pressure to declare the outbreak a random occurrence, Noah suspects that factors other than nature have ignited the prion's spread among animals and people in France. Facing a spate of disappearances and unexplained deaths, Noah uncovers a conspiracy that stretches from St. Petersburg, Russia, to Beverly Hills, and from the North to the South Pole. He soon realizes that the scientific find of the century—a lake the size of Lake Superior buried three miles under Antarctica—might hold the key to a microscopic Jurassic Park.

With a billion-dollar industry hanging on his silence, Noah has to stay alive long enough to sound the alarm.

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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly

In Kalla's meticulously detailed and carefully plotted new thriller, Dr. Claude Fontaine engineers a method to tap a huge, mysterious pool of fresh water two miles under the Antarctic ice without fear of contamination from our 21st-century toxins. His goal is to bottle this purest of waters and sell it for astronomical sums to health-seeking rich people everywhere. Meanwhile, infectious disease specialist Dr. Noah Haldane, hero of Kalla's Pandemic, along with his crusty, wisecracking Scottish sidekick, Duncan McLeod, travels to France to investigate seven cows that have tested positive for bovine spongiform encephalitis (aka mad cow disease). Several humans, the apparent victims of infected beef, have died horrible deaths. By the time the link between the Antarctic lake water and the mad cows becomes clear, many readers will find the journey too long and that in the end they don't really care that disaster has been narrowly averted and all those rich people have been saved. (Apr.)

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Library Journal

Kalla's fifth thriller is the second to feature Dr. Noah Haldane, an infectious-disease specialist working for the World Health Organization. In his first appearance, in Pandemic, Haldane faced a virulent new strain of bird flu. This new medical adventure takes him and his colleague, the crusty Scotsman Duncan McLeod, to rural France, where they encounter a puzzling outbreak of mad cow disease and its human equivalent, Creutzfeld-Jacob disease. Along with the beautiful Elise Renard, envoy from the European Union's Agricultural Commission, the two men investigate the facts but discover a deeper mystery. Meanwhile, in Antarctica, a team of scientists has drilled down to a lake three miles below the earth's surface, and a Russian entrepreneur and her Dutch associate-two of the nastiest women you can imagine-are ready to exploit the commercial possibilities of this water that is free of any earthly pollution. How these two narrative lines intersect provides the drama and suspense in this well-written novel. Kalla, an emergency-room physician, employs just enough medical realism to carry a wild tale through one cliff-hanger chapter after another. Buy wherever this type of medical fiction is popular.
—A.J. Wright

From the Publisher
“Fast-paced and smartly written . . . Kalla has quickly matured into a force to be reckoned with. . . . Blood Lies springs several fresh surprises on the reader (including one whopping great shocker).” —Booklist

“Daniel Kalla expertly weaves real science and medicine into a fast-paced, nightmarish thriller—a thriller all the more frightening because it could really happen.” —Tess Gerritsen, New York Times bestselling author, on Pandemic

An absorbing, compulsive thriller, the sort of book you could stay up too late reading.” —The Vancouver Sun on Pandemic

“Fans of Presumed Innocent will find welcome echoes of that modern classic in Blood Lies. The twists are well done, and Kalla has a gift rare in the thriller field for creating sympathetic characters.” —Publishers Weekly (starred review)

“A taut psychological thriller that will pull you into a world of sexual deviancy, murder, and mind games. A very good read.” —Nelson DeMille, New York Times bestselling author, on Rage Therapy

“Kalla strikes again with another perfect page-turner.” —Lee Child, New York Times bestselling author, on Blood Lies

“A damn fine read.”—John Lescroart, New York Times bestselling author, on Blood Lies

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Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780765357939
Publisher:
Tom Doherty Associates
Publication date:
11/04/2008
Edition description:
First Edition
Pages:
432
Product dimensions:
4.10(w) x 6.70(h) x 1.30(d)

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Cold Plague


By Kalla, Daniel Forge Books
Copyright © 2008
Kalla, Daniel
All right reserved.


ISBN: 9780765318336

Excerpt
Philippe Manet’s eyes jerked around the room. Sometimes he saw a crucifix on the wall or a pole beside his bed, and at other times there were two of them, side by side or one on top of the other. He had no idea where he was. But that was nothing new. Philippe hadn’t known for weeks. He no longer recognized his mother or his sister. Sometimes he didn’t even respond to his own name when the nurses spoke to him.
“The water it wills the way . . . ,” Philippe began to say, but his words sputtered into a garble of nonsensical French.
He was vaguely cognizant of his own incoherence. He was also aware of the shadowy figure of a woman standing by his bed. Or was it two women?
“Georges knows, and Sylvie, too,” he said to her. “The water! It wills . . .”
A smell drifted to Philippe, and he stopped trying to speak. Something pleasant, even comforting. His eyes swung back and forth over his own hand until he felt dizzy. A plume of smoke drifted above his fingers. A wisp of a memory. Then it was gone.
A soft but cold hand gripped his fingers. The woman was nearer now. There was something familiar about her, but her presence conjured a contradictory sense of vulnerability and security. She spoke to him, but somewhere between his ears and his brain the words were lost. The woman was smiling. Or was she laughing at him? Philippe could not tell.
Then he noticed the lit cigarette, orpossibly two, between his trembling fingers. And that sight relaxed him as much as its welcome aroma. He wanted to bring it to his lips, but his hand wouldn’t cooperate. Exhausted and nauseated from the double vision, he closed his eyes and let his head fall back on the pillow.
He began to drift off, but he was awakened by his own involuntary cough.
The odor was far more intense now. Foreign. An incomprehensible sense of danger welled inside him. His hand felt hot.
Philippe tried to focus on his fingers. The woman was nowhere to be seen—he had already forgotten her, anyway—but a flame flickered between his fingers. The pain engorged his hand. He jerked his arm away, but the searing discomfort had already spread to his back, buttocks, and thighs.
The smoke was thicker, breathing harder. Philippe gagged on the acrid smell of burning flesh, not comprehending that it was his own skin on fire. But enough of his brain function endured to experience the agony. He searched frantically for the right words. Instead of a cry for help, other words tumbled from his lips: “The water wills . . .” His cough choked off the rest of it.
He looked down and saw four legs engulfed in flames. The pain was immeasurable. With what little air he had left in his lungs, he unleashed a piercing scream.
But the roaring fire consumed his dying shriek as efficiently as it had the curtains. 
Copyright © 2008 by Daniel Kalla. All rights reserved.


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Daniel Kalla is the international bestselling author of Pandemic, Resistance, Rage Therapy, and Blood Lies. He works as an emergency-room physician in Vancouver, British Columbia.

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