The opening paragraph:
“Wendell
Catledge sat up and squinted at the smudge on the horizon. It should not have
been a surprise, he thought, but it was. The boat slid smoothly along in
the light wind, and even the slightest movement made it hard to focus on the
shape, but it wasn’t a ship or an oil rig, and in the early morning light, it
seemed to be pink. He pulled at his beard and ran a hand through his hair, which
was a good six months overdue for cutting. Hell, it just might be, it just
might be what he guessed it was.”
2 comments:
I must check out Stuart Woods' novels next time I visit the bookstore or book exhibition.
I really like Woods' early stuff, but I haven't read much of his work published after around 1996. I tend to prefer standalone novels to series novels and since the mid-1990s he mostly writes series-characters. So...
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