Ivy Mike and the Second Sunrise Murders

Son of a Son of The Thin Man

by P. A. Gawel

 

Book Details

Holy Devafreakinstation! Two Nukes Aimed at the Motor City. That can’t be good.

All was well with the world apart from for a trifling skirmish simmering in the background between the USA and Russia, known as the Cold War. Each Superpower flexed its muscles hoping the other would blink, but they persisted until President Ronald Wilson Reagan challenged the Communist Party Chairman, Mikhail Gorbachev, on June 12, 1987 to ‘…tear down this wall.’ That was the Berlin Wall then, but that’s not what our story is about. Our adventure begins in 1952, a historic year that ushered in the birth of a new and devastating weapon, nuclear fusion hydrogen bombs. Both sides knew the other was working on one, both sides had one and both sides tested them hoping the other wouldn’t find out, with fingers crossed behind their backs. The fireball produced as a result of the first fusion device tested by the USA, known as Ivy Mike, was likened to a second sunrise from over 200 miles away. Before long, technology kicked into high gear transforming Ivy Mike from an 80 ton ground installation into a deployable, go anywhere weapon of world domination magnitude. Shortly thereafter, second and third generation deployable hydrogen bombs were built, tested and shelved until the next generation of smaller, more powerful weapons took center stage. Some were destroyed, others dismantled and two were somehow misplaced. Now, that’s what our story is about.

 

About the Author

P. A. Gawel

Everything you need to know about author, P. A. Gawel, you can read on back covers of the previous four, Son of a Son of The Thin Man novels. They are for your edification, in the order in which they were published, Murder by Proxy, Murder Along the Crooked Way, The Vile Seed Murders and Sheeny Man Murders. On this back cover you’ll read about a regular guy who is all about living the dream. Still working full time at age 62, Phil uses the snow and rain days of Detroit weather to think about and write a novel such as is attached to this back cover. Weather bad, we write. Weather good, we play. But no matter what the weather is, we still work, after all how will he pay the publishing fee? With at least one more murderous plot left in his quiver to write about, he will continue to work until he hits the lottery, sells a million books or cashes in his chips to take up counting squirrels from the backyard window. Until next time, he leaves you with the immortal words of Red Skelton, “May God Bless.”

Also by P. A. Gawel

The Vile Seed Murders
Sheeny Man Murders