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Fiction.
Mystery.
HTML: She was as lovely as a dark-hued orchid... Exotic as the jungle ... Nude as a flame... She was his friend's wife, it did not matter. He had a girl back home, it did not matter. Nothing mattered, once he saw her. Coles came to the Islands to help his friend and to get a new job, to enable him to marry the girl he was engaged to. He did not intend to betray his friend and his girl, too, to entangle himself in a web of passion and death. He didn't intend to. But he had not seen Lani. .No library descriptions found. |
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Coles Cameron goes to visit his war-time buddy, Victor, who has a company on an plantation in Maui and running out of the rain into their house sees a naked goddess standing there before a full-length mirror. He is bewitched and knew he should have run back, "Back into the rain. Back to the launch. Back to Oahu. Back to the States." Whittington takes the reader into the hypnotic state that Coles finds himself in even when he suspects where this will all lead. Nothing could have prepared him for meeting Lani or for what she would do to him or what she had done to other's souls. His "head is whirling and mad dervishes were wheeling around behind [his] eyes. Her voice and laughter were music." He explains: "The liquor has done it, but it was more than that. It was the warm rain, the strange land, and Lani, standing, a nude goddess, before her mirror."
Whittington does a masterful job of taking the reader into the hypnotic jungle of Maui, the island paradise and the hot sizzling nightmare that Coles finds himself in. "No man could resist those damp, dark lips, those black eyes where he could read nothing but invitation, invitation swimming up from the depths of them."
This is a terrific noir tale set in the South Pacific and although it has, on its surface, some connection with Postman Always Rings Twice with the newcomer and the wife of his best friend who he can't resist and where that all leads, this story is Whittington's own and is imbued with his enormous writing talent. ( )