The island was uninhabited except for the skeleton, and this bony relic could probably have told a very interesting story if it had been able to speak. But it could not, and the four young people who had stumbled upon it were presented with a puzzle which was not easily solved. But it was what lay beneath the skeleton that was most intriguing. Could they legally claim it for themselves just because they found it? There were others who certainly did not think so, and a clash of interests was to lead to violence.
Would you like to go treasure hunting for Nazi gold in the Bahamas? Does that strike you as a fun armchair adventure? Well then, this might be something right up your alley. I’ve read one of the author’s many, many books before - he’s one of that generation of British thriller writers who put out same or similar sort of books with alarming regularity for decades and are now the main fodder of Endeavor Press’ efforts to bring them all back to life digitally. That book was fun enough and so was this one. The adventure is two-fold with some of the narrative dedicated to four youngsters who stumble upon the treasure while idly sea-venturing and the rest (the much more interesting portion) being all about how the gold got there in the first place and one survivor of the original mission’s goals of getting it back. Once you adjust your expectations to the generally sedate tones of older British thrillers, you might find this to be an entertaining and a very quick read.