Hank Searls

Prolog Hoffentlich", sagtc Paul Kámmerer, ist es unser letzter Abend auf dieser Seite des Zauns!" Wenn nicht", antwortete Bauer Brockmüller, kommen fűr uns noch ein paar Záune dazu. Und Mauern. Und Wáchter. Aber wir werden es schaffen! Um halb zehn sind wir drüben." Er wischte seiner Frau...

All the starless night he cruised joyfully south, butting through rising seas at a steady four knots, his enormous flukes stroking upward in power and sinking in rest. He had been traveling thus for days, in growing excitement, churning awash for a half-mile to breathe, submerged for the...

The great white shark was dead. Again and again, that nightmarish summer, the deadly jaws had struck at the beaches of Amity, Long Island. In an epic battle Police Chief Martin Brody had confronted the fishand won.Now, four years later. Amity is emerging from The Trouble. Tourism is up, and the...