April Evil: A Novel

John D. MacDonald

Juni 2013 · Verkauft von Random House

Über dieses E-Book

April Evil, one of many classic novels from crime writer John D. MacDonald, the beloved author of Cape Fear and the Travis McGee series, is now available as an eBook.
 
Springtime in Florida. The vacation season is over. It’s a hot day . . . too hot for April. The sun beats relentlessly down on the sidewalks. Most of the tourists have gone back north, and the residents of Flamingo have the town pretty much to themselves. They can play golf on empty courses, relax on pristine beaches. Kids can play hide-and-seek in the tall grass around the vacant winter houses. The real estate men, the car salesmen, and the police can all relax. But at 11:30 this morning, a man and a woman in a dusty gray Buick with Illinois plates drive into town. And they’re about to hit like a hurricane. The evil days have begun.
 
Features a new Introduction by Dean Koontz
 
Praise for John D. MacDonald
 
“The great entertainer of our age, and a mesmerizing storyteller.”—Stephen King
 
“My favorite novelist of all time.”—Dean Koontz
 
“To diggers a thousand years from now, the works of John D. MacDonald would be a treasure on the order of the tomb of Tutankhamen.”—Kurt Vonnegut
 
“A master storyteller, a masterful suspense writer . . . John D. MacDonald is a shining example for all of us in the field. Talk about the best.”—Mary Higgins Clark

Autoren-Profil

John D. MacDonald was an American novelist and short-story writer. His works include the Travis McGee series and the novel The Executioners, which was adapted into the film Cape Fear. In 1962 MacDonald was named a Grand Master of the Mystery Writers of America; in 1980, he won a National Book Award. In print he delighted in smashing the bad guys, deflating the pompous, and exposing the venal. In life, he was a truly empathetic man; his friends, family, and colleagues found him to be loyal, generous, and practical. In business, he was fastidiously ethical. About being a writer, he once expressed with gleeful astonishment, “They pay me to do this! They don’t realize, I would pay them.” He spent the later part of his life in Florida with his wife and son. He died in 1986.