So it was time for my “Koontz fix” and chose this one at random from a buncha Koontz paperbacks on my bookshelf. Mr. Koontz can usually be counted on to provide a whiz-bang opening paragraph and quirky characters at odds with some horrific being or other. So imagine my surprise to find that this one was a thriller! And a damn good one at that!
The premise entails a project to help the drought in California by blasting large icebergs from a glacier in Greenland, and then towing them to the West Coast, where they’ll be melted, desalinated, and used for irrigation. This is the brainchild of scientists Harry and Rita Carpenter, who are on hand to supervise the blasting (20 large explosives put into a predrilled hole). There are a number of other characters, including an electronics expert, a geologist, a meteorologist (and Rita’s former lover, tension?) another scientist, and another meteorologist who’s stayed behind at the base camp on the glacier. A number of ethnic groups are represented too. WELL, while the preparations are being made for the blast, an underwater quake separates the section of glacier to be separated – including the explosives! Of course, the temperatures are arctic and the snow is blinding. The “tow ships,” though on the way, are hampered in their rescue efforts by the weather conditions as well as a stormy sea. Uh-oh, how we gonna get outta this one? And the plot is complicated by Harry getting attacked by an unknown assailant during a whiteout. So part of the plot is unfolding the mystery of the possible murderer among the crew and his/her motives for doing so.
All is not lost! There happens to be a Russian spy submarine in the area, which picks up a distress call from the glacier’s base camp. The Captain, Nikita Gorov, is a seasoned mariner with intense loyalty to the Russian government, but is haunted by the memory of his son’s death, for which he blames himself. He figures rescuing these Americans would help atone for this loss, as well as be a huge PR coup for the Russians. Of course, getting permission from Moscow to undertake such a mission is needed, and delay of transmissions back and forth makes for part of the suspense. Add a time element (goin’ off at midnight) and we have the formula for an enjoyable thriller.
There’s a lot of fast and furious action, suspense, head-scratching as to the identity of the assailant, neo-cold-war political stuff, and more than a bit of glacier geology along the way, I thoroughly enjoyed this book and would recommend it. In an afterword, Mr. Koontz states that this is one of a number of previously written books (this was initially published in 1976) which he has updated and republished under his own name. He indicates that it was fun to write and intended it as a homage to Alistair McLean (if you haven’t read any of Mr. McLean’s thrillers, I’d recommend you stop reading this review and start reading one right now; start with “Ice Station Zebra”), with a nod to Tom Clancy. Unfortunately, he indicates that he does not intend to write another from this genre, which saddened me, as I believe Mr Koontz did a fine job, nice surprise.