When a land developer is found floating face down in a water hazard on the golf course of an exclusive Long Island country club, local homicide detective Karl Kanopka is called in to investigate.
Oh my God, why did I waste my time on this? At least it was a quick read, but it was bad, bad, bad. I should keep this book around to remind of why I shouldn't try to write a book! Obviously no one told this guy: his plot was thin, his characters pretty stereotypical, not to mention leaden.
The only upside (and I think this is what kept me reading) is that the premise was interesting: the actual mystery in the book tracked the mystery novel he was reading, a book written by a British author a la Dame Christie.
Nelson DeMille is quoted on the cover saying "A hole in one." He doesn't say 'one what.'