First a power surge at Diablo Canyon, then worldwide accidents at nuclear stations result in lost lives. In California, antinuclear demonstrations by environmentalists threaten sabotage and violent civil unrest.
The Stony Man teams probe the surge of accidents, uncovering an explosive combination - a Red Chinese satellite, a New Age politician and a race to control a new power source. But even as the field teams close in on their quarry, a satellite orbiting in space targets a major American nuclear plant.
Don Pendleton was born in Little Rock, Arkansas, December 12, 1927 and died October 23, 1995 in Arizona.
He wrote mystery, action/adventure, science-fiction, crime fiction, suspense, short stories, nonfiction, and was a comic scriptwriter, poet, screenwriter, essayist, and metaphysical scholar. He published more than 125 books in his long career, and his books have been published in more than 25 foreign languages with close to two hundred million copies in print throughout the world.
After producing a number of science-fiction and mystery novels, Don launched in 1969 the phenomenal Mack Bolan: The Executioner, which quickly emerged as the original, definitive Action/Adventure series. His successful paperback books inspired a new particularly American literary genre during the early 1970's, and Don became known as "the father of action/adventure."
"Although The Executioner Series is far and away my most significant contribution to world literature, I still do not perceive myself as 'belonging' to any particular literary niche. I am simply a storyteller, an entertainer who hopes to enthrall with visions of the reader's own incipient greatness."
Don Pendleton's original Executioner Series are now in ebooks, published by Open Road Media. 37 of the original novels.
This book is very bad. It promises pulpy, action-movie violence and intrigue, but does so with the enthusiasm and inventiveness of a dead squirrel. By the last quarter of the book, I discovered I could read only the first sentence of each paragraph and no relevant information to the plot would be lost—which brings me to this book’s bloatedness. Reading Sunflash is like watching a cow try and swim in a wave pool.
Additionally, the author of this book probably loved Ronald Reagan and probably hated good books.
I kept reading the boring last chunk of this book by the promise of one hero taking revenge on a villain. However, when this revenge arrived, it was so despairingly, poorly written that I immediately did something I’d never done before and tore that page out of the book.
I’ve read another Mac Bolan book before and enjoyed it immensely, but that made the suckiness this entry so hard to swallow.
If someone gives you this book for free, use its pages as fodder for erasure poetry or paper airplanes. Toss it in a fireplace and rest assured the crackling of the flames is a dozen times more entertaining than this book’s most intense action scene.