Dirk Pitt and Isaac Bell in the same novel!
Isaac Bell and Dirk Pitt in the same novel (though obviously at different timeframes in the storyline) how cool is THAT!
Wow, holy crap, what a trip down Memory Lane here, with characters from both “Raise the Titanic!” as well as obvious ancestors of characters in other old-school Cussler novels: Joshua Hays Brewster, Jake Hobart, Foster Gly (Foss Gly’s grandfather, I presume), Yves Massard, Ragnar Fyrie, etc.
5% sequel to “Raise the Titanic!” and 95% prequel, only with extra plot twists and intrigue added to the original backstory of “RTT.”
RANDOM STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS NOTES AND OBSERVATIONS
—p. 3: Pitt describing the UN as “‘bunch of overfed and overindulged bureaucrats who decide nothing other than the agenda for the next round of meetings,’” haha, effing priceless!!
—p. 4: Byzanium, another trip down Memory Lane!
—p. 29: “He knew from experience that all he needed was a long shower, three or so shots of Don Julio Blanco tequila, and a soft bed.” Aahh, the tequila, classic Dirk Pitt right there!
—p. 42: “The gun now in his steady fist was something new, something no one in the room had ever seen, a sleek and lethal amalgam of modern industrial design and brutal form following deadly function. The weapon was still in its development phase, but the Army was eager to begin deploying what they’d already designated as the M1911 automatic pistol but which those that had used it simply called the .45.” Aahh, pistol nostalgia!
—p. 43: “Bell used his thumb to draw back the automatic’s hammer.” Aw jeez, frickin’ Hollywood-esque Condition Two carry of a single-action autopistol!
Lead bullets instead of FMJ?
—p. 60: Yep, no such thing as coincidence in investigative work!
—p. 69: Typical MSM reporter, scared sh*tless of firearms!
—pp. 102-103: “He showed Bell the blood on his palm as reason to not shake hands...... Bell laid a hand on Tony Wickersham’s good shoulder as a good-bye gesture and shook the doctor’s hand anyway before heading back to the hotel with the manager.” Huh??
—p. 121: “jerkwater town—so named because the engineer jerked a chain to get water flowing from the towering cisterns—“ Learn something new every day.
—p. 122: Oh goody, there’s Marion!
—p. 125: “Paris being Paris, one does not act the tourist unless elegantly turned out at all times.” Vive Le Bon Vivant!
—p. 126: “He knew practically everybody from every stratum of society, from politician to prostitute—who, in Henri’s eyes, were one and the same.” Happily and Habitually Hobnobbing with the wHores of the Hill, haha!
—Letters of introduction, wow, how old-school.
—p. 172: “Bell spent the next hour at the desk in his room meticulously cleaning and greasing his Colt .45—John Browning preferred grease on the slide versus gun oil—and the two spare magazines.” Hmmm, first I’ve heard about this....
—p. 189: Ragnar Fyrie! Ancestor of Kristjan/Kristie Fyrie by any chance?
—p. 206: “At its strongest, the native drink called akvavit is eighty proof. Bell had just handed over a bottle of West Virginia low-holler white lightning flavored with Georgia peaches. It was ninety-five percent alcohol.” Hooo-doggie!
—p. 219: “‘“A soulless person may feel nothing at the death of one of these magnificent animals, but I remember every single one I’ve hunted and rendered into oil to light homes for men who think up better and faster ways to perpetuate the slaughter.’” Wow, profound.
—p. 278: “He dropped the box magazine from the .45’ s grip when the last round was still in the chamber so he wouldn’t lose time pulling his aim off target to recock the pistol.” Um, you mean re-racking the slide on the pistol.
—p. 293: “Bell pulled the .45 from the kidney holster at his back and racked the slide with a mechanical finality that cut the last of the laughter.” What? I thought he was out of ammo??
“There was also a pair of open-bed trucks—what the English were calling lorries, after the verb ‘lurry,’ which meant ‘to haul.’” Wow, learn something new every day.
—p. 294: “He silently decocked his .45, resafetied it, and slid it into the holster at the base of his spine.” Um, okay, with a 1911 or any other single-action autopistol, you can’t manipulate the thumb safety once it’s decocked!