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Red Sky at Morning

Red Sky at Morning

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by Paul Garrison

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It's fleet week in New York City—but there are hungrey sharks swimming among the welcomed guests...

As thousands of foreign ships clog the great city's harbor, beneath the surface of the Hudson River a rogue armada of Chinese attack submarines is taking up position, ready to launch a blitzkrieg attack on the unprepared and


It's fleet week in New York City—but there are hungrey sharks swimming among the welcomed guests...

As thousands of foreign ships clog the great city's harbor, beneath the surface of the Hudson River a rogue armada of Chinese attack submarines is taking up position, ready to launch a blitzkrieg attack on the unprepared and unsuspecting populace.

Tugboat captain Ken Hughes knows New York harbor as few other navigators do. Now, in the midst of chaos and terror-on a familiar waterway that has suddenly turned hostile and deadlyhe finds himself on the front lines of the baffle to free a hostage Manhattan. Time is running out for a city under siege as Hughes, sailing enthusiast Kate Ross, and a courageous handful of desperate citizens race to prevent an explosive destiny that could paralyze a nation and reduce an island metropolis to rubble.

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Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
Unsuspecting readers are guaranteed sleepless nights as Garrison (Fire and Ice) out-Clancys the competition, tracking a driven Chinese admiral who leads a successful submarine invasion of Manhattan in the middle of a business day at the height of Fleet Week. Admiral Tang Li has slipped his diesel submarine force into the Hudson River and ventures into the Atlantic to torpedo a just-departed passenger liner to lure the visiting warships out of New York harbor. The invasion is intended to distract the U.S. from China's planned attack on Taiwan--but the obsessed Tang Li has more complex motives. Tugboat captain Ken Hughes is cruising the harbor with new love Kate Ross when Ken's tug is commandeered by Li's crew. Kate escapes in an inflatable raft, but Li makes the tug his command post, forcing Ken to help direct the subs. When Kate and Ken's buddy, TV reporter Jose Chin, tries to contact Mayor Rudolph Mincarelli (read Giuliani to a tee), Mincarelli's press secretary (and rumored lover), Renata Bradley, cuts them off. She is troubled enough, however, to hustle herself and the mayor out of Gracie Mansion. Meanwhile, 100 subs surface all around Manhattan, and commandos swarm ashore, shooting citizens, wiping out police stations and leveling One Police Plaza as they battle their way to City Hall and the World Trade Center. Garrison follows the battle through the travails of a wide ethnic mix of New York heroes, and the action hurtles along at bazooka blast speed, revealing the city and the harbor as Manhattan residents have never seen it before. National reaction and presidential response is understated and the cinematic confrontation between the main protagonists is a bit anticlimactic, but no matter: the blur of turning pages will keep readers engrossed. (Mar.) Copyright 2000 Cahners Business Information.|
Library Journal
First it was King King, then Godzilla-and now an armada of Chinese submarines filled with soldiers has launched an attack on Manhattan, aiming to hold the city and the United States hostage. This is the probable but exciting premise of Garrison's second novel. Tugboart captain Ken Hughes and his new love, book editor Kate Hughes and his new love, book editor Kate Ross, are swept up by the events. Ken is captured by Chinese Admiral Tang Li, who wishes to be emporer of China, while Kate escapes to try and warn a disbelieving Gothem. There is action galore as the city and the nation fially areact to the peril. While this reviewer doesn'e think the United States has sold the Chinese quite enough secrets to enable them to pull off this caper, this book is exciting, escapist fun. Recommended for public libraries. [Previewed in Prepub Alert, LJ 11/15/99.]-Robert Conroy, Warren, MI

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Chapter One

A torpedo track streaked the moon-silvered Atlantic.

"This is so beautiful," said Rita. She was entranced by the swirling ocean surface. A heavy moon had risen ahead of the giant cruise liner. Behind them, hours after Manhattan's skyscrapers had sunk beneath the ship's snow-white wake, New York City's night glow still haloed the western sky.

The night was so lovely, so full of stars, that she and Jack kept breaking off from the dancing to run out on deck. They paused for one last look on the way "home" to their incredible cabin. Cool breaths of the sea mingled with warm shifts from the land.

"What are you staring at?"

Jack was leaning on the ship's rail gazing at his beautiful bride and thinking, Sometimes you get lucky. Just when you're sure you'll end up alone wandering Greenwich Village muttering to yourself, your boss introduces you to Rita.

You stop smoking and start running. A year later your best man toasts the luckiest guy in town. Champagne wedding breakfast at Gramercy Tavern, on Rita's boss; upgrade to honeymoon stateroom, thanks to yours. And you're sailing to Italy on the Sovereign Princess with a woman who's so proud to be with you that she hangs onto her bride's bouquet until the ship's out of range of her girlfriends waving from the pier. Then all of a sudden, in the middle of the river, she goes, "Look, they're happy, too!" and throws her flowers to some woman kissing a tugboat captain. Only in New York.

"What?" Rita asked softly.

He felt his eyes get warm. What right turn had he made, what wrong turn had he missed, that got the two of them together for that first look that made everythingelse happen? Overwhelmed by joy, embarrassed by tears, he looked down at the rushing waves.

"Jesus H!"



It was racing toward the ship.

"That's a torpedo."

"Like from a submarine? It is not."

"Rita, before we met I spent a lotta nights watching World at War. That's a torpedo."

"It can't be."

It streamed close by, angling behind the ship, disappeared in the white wake, and emerged to hurry on in the distance, arcing little rooster tails of spray.

"Couldn't have been." He watched it disappear.

"Oh, here comes another one."

A second bubble track, straight at them and this time a lot closer. Jack took her hand instinctively, but it was still so unlikely that instead of backing away, he leaned over the rail to see what it really was. They never looked so fast on The History Channel. He thought this one would miss, too. But it changed course at the last second and smacked into the hull right under where they were standing.

The night exploded brilliant white. He felt something hard as a fist in his face. When he heard the thunder he was already flying through the air with the awful realization that Rita's hand had been torn from his.

"Admiral Tang!"

Sonar's urgent warning jolted every man in the submarine's cramped control room. "Small craft nine hundred yards astern, sir."

Tang Li whirled back to the periscope, alarm sweeping the triumph from his face.

Ahead, a mile across the water, he saw flame pillaring from the liner he had torpedoed. They still hadn't launched any lifeboats. Thousands of passengers were milling on the dark decks.

Tang spun a half circle to scan the moonlit sea behind the submarine. "Radar?"

"Wood or fiberglass hull," answered Shi Deng, the submarine's surface eyes. "Or I'd have picked it up on my pre-attack sweep." Shi Deng's blunt farm-boy's fingers darted like dazzled moths between knobs and keypad as he tried desperately to locate the enemy he had failed to detect.

In ordinary units of the People's Liberation Army, sailors were shot for less. In Admiral Tang's elite Submarine Expeditionary Force--his crews said with only half a smile--a bullet in the back of the head was preferred to a look of disappointment clouding the admiral's determined face. For Admiral Tang had, like some Mandarin of old, plucked only the best from the deep sea of Chinese poverty to give them proud places in his fleet.

He was a sailor's sailor, a first-rate seaman, and they loved him for it. Born to all the privileges accorded the gaogan zidi bya society obsessed with station, he was shockingly democratic, having inherited from his grandfather the Revolutionary's belief that great leaders led from the front. Thus he berthed in the submarine like the lowest machinist's mate. Thus he had personally fired a torpedo into the hapless cruise liner to draw New York's defenders out of their harbor.

It was Fleet Week in New York, the annual late-spring port call by U.S. and foreign naval vessels. Admiral Tang had fought hard to convince his cautious superiors in Beijing that the presence of so many warships would serve as a smoke screen. Churning the coastal waters, cluttering the channels, and congesting the airwaves with their radios and radar, the peaceful visitors had unknowingly camouflaged the approach of his submarines.

Red Sky at Morning. Copyright © by Paul Garrison. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

Meet the Author

Like his grandfather, who wandered the South Seas in the last of the square-rigged trading vessels, Paul Garrison spends as much time as he can at sea working with boats, tugs, and ships. He is the author of Fire and Ice, Red Sky at Morning, Buried at Sea, and Sea Hunter.

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5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 2 reviews.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I read this the week before 9-11. Later visiting ground zero, this book stood out! Graet reading.
harstan More than 1 year ago
Tugboat Captain Ken Hughes works the waters of New York City. He combines the intellect of an academia with the pragmatic sleaze of a wharf rat. Kate Ross is a book editor in a major publishing house who concedes she will never meet her life¿s soul mate until a blind date introduces her to Ken. However, an invasion by an advance Chinese vanguard interrupts the romance.

Admiral Tan leads a force of over one hundred submarines poised to attack the Big Apple. The zealot plans to hold America¿s largest city hostage until Taiwan is returned to its rightful place as part of the glorious People¿s Republic of China. If the United States fails to heed Admiral Tong¿s warning, he will destroy the city. A small group of freedom fighters including Kate and Ken begin the counterattack.

Paul Garrison pumps up the volume with his latest cardiac thriller, RED SKY AT MORNING. This thriller will leave the audience requiring a cool down time to normalize their pulse. The villain is a believable patriot (depending on which side of the fence you sit) who surprisingly will garner much reader empathy. The lead couple makes for a heroic duo. However, there is no question that the thrills a page plot is what makes this a winner for genre fans.

Harriet Klausner