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The hair-raising suspense of The General's Daughter... the wry wit of The Gold Coast...this is vintage Nelson DeMille at the peak of his originality and the height of his powers...Wounded in the line of duty, NYPD homicide cop John Corey is convalescing in rural eastern Long Island when an attractive young couple he knows is found shot to death on the family patio. The victims were biologists at Plum Island, a research site rumored to be an incubator for germ warfare.Suddenly, a local double murder takes on ...
The hair-raising suspense of The General's Daughter... the wry wit of The Gold Coast...this is vintage Nelson DeMille at the peak of his originality and the height of his powers...Wounded in the line of duty, NYPD homicide cop John Corey is convalescing in rural eastern Long Island when an attractive young couple he knows is found shot to death on the family patio. The victims were biologists at Plum Island, a research site rumored to be an incubator for germ warfare.Suddenly, a local double murder takes on shattering global implications — and thrusts Corey and two extraordinary women into a dangerous search for the secret of PLUM ISLAND....
This time, DeMille limns not the Fitzgeraldian wealth of Oyster Bay but rather the North Fork's comfortably well-off—but less-fancy citizens. An NYPD homicide detective, John Corey, has moved into his uncle's fine digs overlooking Great Peconic Bay. Restlessly recuperating from wounds received in the line of duty, he's happy to answer the summons of the Chief of the Southold Town PD, an old friend, who hires him to consult on the double murder of Tom and Judy Gordon, biologists who worked on (nonfictional) Plum Island, the site of animal disease research for the Department of Agriculture. Were the Gordons murdered because they'd stolen some valuable new vaccine, or even a dreaded virus? They'd obviously far outspent their income, living high on the hog and buying a very expensive and speedy powerboat as well as an acre of bluff overlooking the bay. Had they been running drugs? Corey doesn't think so, although an ice chest missing from their boat points to something forbidden being hauled from Plum Island. He teams up with Beth Penrose, a Southold detective working her first homicide. Their visit to the Plum Island research facility and the Gordons' labs reveals only that the FBI and CIA have sanitized the place and have run up false information for public consumption. Corey also falls in with the star-crossed Emma Whitestone, a researcher of historic artifacts and an expert on Captain Kidd's lost treasure, which is thought to be buried somewhere nearby. Among the murder suspects is nasty viniculturalist Fredric Tobin, a smoothie who lures the ladies with champagne and Concorde jets.
Heavy wisecracking keeps the fun flowing as DeMille cranks up a thrilling, entertaining plot.
Q: Please provide us with your favorite recipe and tell us where you got it from.
A: There's a tradition in my family that on the first day it snows, you eat polenta. I don't have a recipe, per se, but basically you make the polenta, which is cornmeal mush, according to the package directions, then you spread it out on a wood board and top it with tomato sauce, mozzarella, sausage, mushrooms, peppers, or whatever you like. It's sort of like making your own pizza, except instead of pizza dough, you use cornmeal. Then you put the board with everything in the oven for about ten minutes, remove with a spatula, serve, and watch the snow.
Q: How do you develop your characters? Do people in your life influence your writing?
A: I've rarely met anyone interesting enough to base an entire character on, so most of my characters are composites of people I've met.
Q: What, to you, is the most important day of the year?
A: As an optimist, I'm partial to January 1st. I actually make a list of resolutions, and I believe I'll succeed at accomplishing everything I resolve. By March, however, I have to modify my resolutions, but I did stop smoking on January 2nd, two years ago.
January 1st is also a good time to look back, and January is, of course, named after the two-faced Roman god Janus, who looks forward and back.