A private detective, and his Icelandic girlfriend, discover sinister plots at a high tech theme park. The park is hiding a lot more than a corpse or two.

    It started when a night security guard, during the midnight hour, was checking the cavernous subbasements under the resort's World's Fair-type pavilions. He had just stepped out of the elevator when he spotted a short gruff man who was dressed like an elf.
     "What are you doing down here?" the guard demanded.
     He was met with a hail of gunfire.
     When the sun came up and the park opened, the visitors stumbled over the guard's body. Somebody had moved it upstairs, near the main entrance.
     The park called a news conference. Sitting in the front row was a private detective Darby Weston, pretending to be a reporter.
     When the press spokesman said it was an accident, the detective knew he was lying. Everything pointed to cold-blooded murder.
     Later, the detective would go undercover, taking the guards old job, and try to retrace the guard's steps. He would discover an underground world of corruption, crime, and mysterious forces. Deep within the bowels of this resort was beehive of activity that the public never saw.

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The best theme park thriller since Jurassic Park and Westworld.

     When the park's chairman's housekeeper seduces the private eye, the detective wonders if she has ulterior motives.

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A SAMPLE FROM THE BOOK: The Tunnel of Love ride, after the park had closed for the night:

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     Carissa peered across the room, searching for whatever was making the noise. Where was it coming from? All she could see were the steel tracks of the ride, the artificial bushes, a few stalled sailing ships, the convertible automobile with the two frozen teenagers inside it, a realistic vista of city lights shimmering below on the distant side of the room, the backdrop murals of mountains behind her. And now all she could hear was a spooky silence. It was so quiet, she could practically hear her heart beating. Thump, thump, thump...
     What had been a pretty exhibit had turned suddenly foreboding and mean. "Let's get out of here," she whispered, not sure if she was just getting paranoid.
     Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a shadow move and she looked up just in time to see a white thing leap out from behind a bush. Carissa would not have believed it if she was not seeing it with her own eyes, this ghostly apparition, like some kind of white furry creature, ape-like in appearance, and as pale as an albino mountain gorilla. Like an abominable snowman, human shaped with a thick coat of polar bear colored hair covering it from foot to head, hellish, angry, and running towards them, attacking, bent on their destruction.
     Carissa screamed.

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[From the author of Hollywood Intern: Love, Lust, and Laughs in the Movie Capital of the World. It's the perfect summer novel. From the inner sanctums of Hollywood, to the millionaire beaches of the French Riviera, and back again--it's a relentless nonstop farce about love and sex among the movie makers and shakers. />

          © 2019 G. Kerr


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