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Review from a reader . . . "Enjoyable read. The plot was well crafted and kept the reader turning the pages.
As a cruise addict myself, I shall forever more be looking over my shoulder." Paul O. Hot Springs
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A QUOTE FROM THE BOOK . . .
"He was on a cruise ship and when he disembarked in Puerto Rico. He was mugged, robbed, and left for dead."
You can read part . . .
PREFACE
You can look into the mind of our protagonist as he flits around the Caribbean on cruise ships, killing his victims without pangs of conscience or regret. Only the combined intelligence and the determined effort of several other smart people can even hope to challenge such a person.
One victim, who survived, becomes the key for a high tech effort by authorities to capture the killer. The good guys use the very latest electronic technology from Miami's South Beach all the way through several islands to Puerto Rico.
In today's world of cyberspace, there are people who can make the zeros and ones dance to almost any tune. You are able to witness the cat and mouse antics of people who are masters of that art.
You can experience their pain in the agony of defeat along with the ecstasy of success. You can witness an epic battle of minds, which finally culminates in a shocking ending.
CHAPTER ONE
He stood patiently outside the entrance to the cruise ship pier, as he had done on many other islands, watching for a man fitting a special description. Forman Blocker had been on this Caribbean island for almost three weeks and it was time to move on before the island police became aware of his illegal activities.
Forman looked for a man in his general age bracket, with similar physical characteristics to himself. He checked their approximate height, weight, hair color, and facial features. Several men met those requirements, but they were in the company of a wife or girl friend. He required a loner to avoid having to kill them both.
The morning sun was bright and the temperature was already over eighty degrees. A bead of sweat dangled from the end of his nose until the tickle became unbearable. He wiped it off with a quick brush with his shirt sleeve and resumed his watch.
Around the dock area, sea gulls and pelicans were skimming the water busily looking for something to eat. Tourists were pouring off the giant cruise ship carrying water bottles and cameras. A mixed bag of ages and nationalities, most of them were heading for the small shops of old San Juan.
It always amazed him, as he looked at these huge ships, how something that large could float. Considering it was three city blocks long and about thirteen stories tall, he thought it should sink like a rock. If not sink, it should at least tip over on its side. He had to force himself re-concentrate on the task at hand.
At last, a fellow wearing sunglasses and carrying a bottle of sun screen walked through the control point. He wore flip flops, Bermuda shorts, and a loose fitting T-shirt. Careful observation of his physical characteristics confirmed that this was the person he had been waiting for, amazed at the resemblance.
Forman watched his quarry navigate the gauntlet of souvenir sellers, stroll through the long row of tourist shops, then hop in a cab. Forrest jumped in his rental and followed. The fellow's first stop was the Paradise Beach Lounge, an open-air bar overlooking the beach where he ordered a Bloody Mary.
Smiling as he watched, Forman knew that drinks would loosen his prey up and make him more receptive to his plan. He took a seat at the bar where he could keep a watchful eye. To be successful, he had to get a feel for the man's interests. When the waitress came by, he ordered coffee.
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