A high-stakes treasure hunt...A twisted trail of murder...A secret one woman may die to discover... Number one New York Times bestselling author Iris Johansen last electrified readers with Dead Aim and No One to Trust. Now she offers a new pulse-pounding thriller that takes suspense writing to an all-new level: deep below the surface, where a ruthless killer strikes without warning, without mercy...and with the deadliest intent. Melis Nemid is treading in dangerous waters--and she's about to be dragged under. As a marine researcher, Melis knows all too well the dangers that can lurk under even the calmest surfaces. But not even she can guess how deep the darkness runs. Only one oceanographer ever came close to discovering the deadly mystery that lies beneath the sea--and he seems to have disappeared from the face of the earth. Now Melis is the last one who knows the truth. And someone is determined that the truth will die with her. For what Melis knows about the deep-sea mystery is only part of a nightmarish past torn by violence.
Johansen, author of many bestsellers (Dead Aim; No One to Trust; Body of Lies; etc.) knows exactly what her devoted readers want and gives it to them once again in this impassioned romantic suspense novel. Her lusty characters, both good and evil, preen and snarl as they fight, love and kill with almost superhuman stamina and appetite. Delicate but sensual Melis Menid lives in harmony with her two dolphin pals, Pete and Susie, on a remote, Eden-like tropical island. Her foster father, Philip Lontana, harbors many secrets, chief of which is the location of the fabled island of Marinth, an incredibly wealthy, hidden city that was lost beneath the sea aeons ago. Rich, hunky, ex-SEAL Jed Kelby crisscrosses the world's oceans on his lavish yacht searching for treasure-laden shipwrecks. He also seeks the fabled Marinth. Malevolent arms dealer Archer is determined to acquire Phil's research into an underwater sonic gun of immense destructive capabilities. While attempting to coerce Melis into telling him the location of Phil's research, he kills her best friend, threatens the innocent dolphins and tortures Melis with details from her horrific past. Jed, now in love with Melis and determined to stop Archer, calls in his partner, half-Apache Nicholas Lyon-"a giant of a man"-for help. Johansen writes with all her category romance roots showing ("Now she looked like a weary little girl, all tousled and warm, and so goddamn beautiful it made his throat tighten to look at her"), but the exotic locals, lusty sex and capering dolphins provide easy-reading entertainment. (Sept. 9) Forecast: Johansen's track record-there are nine million copies of her books in print-says it all. Look for another bestseller. Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information. -- PUBLISHERS WEEKLY.
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Excerpt from Fatal Tide by Iris Johansen
January 6, 1991
Cool water, smooth as glass as Kelby swam through it. Jesus, he was thirsty. He knew all he had to do was open his lips and the water would flow down his throat, but he wanted to see beyond the arched doorway first. It was huge and ornately carved, beckoning him forward. . . .
Then he was through the arch and the city was spread before him.
Giant white columns built to stand forever. Streets laid out in perfect order. Glory and symmetry everywhere . . .
He was being shaken. Nicholas. He came instantly alert. "Time?" he whispered.
Nicholas nodded. "They should be coming back for you again in five minutes. I just wanted to make sure we're on the same page. I've decided we scratch the plan and I take them out by myself."
"You'll blow it for both of us. You haven't had anything to eat or drink in three days, and you looked like a truck ran over you when they brought you back to the cell."
"Shut up. It hurts my throat to argue." He leaned back against the stone wall and closed his eyes. "We go as we planned. I give the word. Just tell me when they start down the hall. I'll be ready."
Go back to the sea. There's strength there. No thirst that couldn't be satisfied. He could move without pain through the buoyant water.
White columns shimmering . . .
"They're coming," Nicholas murmured.
Kelby opened his eyes only a slit as the door was unlocked. The same two guards. Hassan had an Uzi cradled in his arm. Kelby was so hazy he couldn't remember the other guard's name. But he could remember the toe of his boot as he kicked in his rib. Yes, he could remember that.
Ali, that was the bastard's name.