You might meet them anywhere. In the subway. On a plane. In your bedroom. So innocent in their blue schoolboy blazers. So angelic with their bright faces.
THE CHILDREN
Do not be deceived. They are the sons of wealth and power. And behind their shining eyes lurk cold, murderous hearts.
THE CHILDREN
They are the weapons in a secret army. They might be anywhere from New York to Houston to Switzerland. They are waiting. For you.
THE CHILDREN
Mark Chandler, tough reporter. Shelley James, top TV anchorwoman. Media stars, competitors, lovers. They have stumbled on the hottest, most dangerous story of this year or any year. They are the only two people on earth who can stop...
An 11 year old has his brain written over with the brainwaves of Howard Hughes and now he walks around Manhattan in his private school uniform shooting people who might reveal his dark secret in the face. Parents just don't understand.
It’s my own misconception, but I expected a supernatural element to this book.
Read because it’s listed in Grady Hendrix’s paperback from Hell, it’s easy to forget the fears of the late 70s / early 80s were hangover from WWII. The mistrust of science and the abuse of power and wealth.
The children will do anything to protect their secret. Wearing school blazers and the look of innocence they will kill in cold blood. A frightful tale of the desire to live forever and continue the lust of power.
I will say, if nothing else, the author did have a weirdly intimate idea of emotions that were pretty well done. But also, the phrase "jauntily dancing breasts" was used, so, take that with a grain of salt.