A thrilling action adventure inspired by the works of Clive Cussler, Matthew Reilly, and Ray Harryhausen.
Lincoln Monk, ex-cop, left the rat race, and has a simple life plan—
travel the world, work along the way, and enjoy life
—nothing ever goes according to plan.
-Two divers die in brutal fashion
-A landslide kills hundreds
-Quantum physicists are disappearing around the globe
-A scientist is murdered on a secluded beach
-What dark secret links all these events?
Lincoln hadn’t been back to the island of Saipan in quite some time, and for good reason, he wanted to let old wounds heal. However, when he discovers an old flame has died in mysterious circumstances, he feels compelled to find some answers.
So, armed with a never give up attitude, the help of an old friend and some new ones, and a dog named Napoleon, what starts out as a simple investigation into her death, soon becomes a deadly game of cat and mouse played out over a tropical island paradise.
Lincoln’s trail soon crosses path with ruthless billionaire industrialist Jonathan Kane. Surrounded by impenetrable cliffs, deadly jungles and an army of mercenaries, Kane is a man who will stop at nothing to protect his secrets, and his secluded island complex, from prying intruders and the outside world.
Lincoln knows he’s out of his league, out gunned, out manned and out of time. The race is now on to prevent a madman from altering the future of mankind forever, and reveal the dark truth of—Neptune Island.
“Who’d have thought saving the world would be this stressful.”- Lincoln Monk.
A sexy assassin - deadly creatures - raging oceans - a Bond-style villain - sadistic henchmen - tropical jungles - lovable characters - quantum physics - a good dose of humour - and over the top action on a grand scale.
An excerpt from Neptune Island-
The Tall one spotted Lincoln down the back and pointed him out to his boys. They talked amongst themselves for a moment then stumbled their way toward him.
With his chest out, and cliché swagger, the Tall guy was clearly the alpha male of the group. He sat down opposite Lincoln and slammed his fist down on the table.
“This is our table man!”
“I don’t want any trouble,” Lincoln answered as if he’d said it a thousand times before. He continued to eat, not even bothering to look up, trying to ignore the bad breath and stench of cheap booze.
Tall guy smiled, revealing a mouth full of gold and rotted teeth. “You just found it asshole.” He opened his jacket and pulled out a knife.
His boys glanced at each other and laughed. They knew what was to come.
“Say hello to my little pal,” Tall guy sneered.
Lincoln glanced at the knife. “Oh. You’re referring to the 1982 classic movie—Scarface. Well, in the climactic scene at the end of the film, Al Pacino wields a machine gun, not a knife. And the line is ‘Say hello to my little friend’, not ‘Say hello to my little pal’.” Lincoln continued eating. “Go away, you annoy me,” he said, un-fazed by the tense situation, still enjoying his breakfast.
This wasn’t the response Tall guy and his boys had expected. They were rattled by his answer and unsure of the next move. Tall guy finally regained his machismo, pulled out a knife, and stabbed it down into the table, reassuring control and leadership in front of his boys.
Lincoln sighed, and put down his fork. “It doesn’t have to be this way.”
Tall guy picked his knife from the table and stabbed it down again. “Yeah, it does.”
His boys laughed.
Where ever you go there’s always an asshole.
So be it. Here we go again.
Lincoln Monk, ex-cop, left the rat race, and has a simple life plan—
travel the world, work along the way, and enjoy life
—nothing ever goes according to plan.
-Two divers die in brutal fashion
-A landslide kills hundreds
-Quantum physicists are disappearing around the globe
-A scientist is murdered on a secluded beach
-What dark secret links all these events?
Lincoln hadn’t been back to the island of Saipan in quite some time, and for good reason, he wanted to let old wounds heal. However, when he discovers an old flame has died in mysterious circumstances, he feels compelled to find some answers.
So, armed with a never give up attitude, the help of an old friend and some new ones, and a dog named Napoleon, what starts out as a simple investigation into her death, soon becomes a deadly game of cat and mouse played out over a tropical island paradise.
Lincoln’s trail soon crosses path with ruthless billionaire industrialist Jonathan Kane. Surrounded by impenetrable cliffs, deadly jungles and an army of mercenaries, Kane is a man who will stop at nothing to protect his secrets, and his secluded island complex, from prying intruders and the outside world.
Lincoln knows he’s out of his league, out gunned, out manned and out of time. The race is now on to prevent a madman from altering the future of mankind forever, and reveal the dark truth of—Neptune Island.
“Who’d have thought saving the world would be this stressful.”- Lincoln Monk.
A sexy assassin - deadly creatures - raging oceans - a Bond-style villain - sadistic henchmen - tropical jungles - lovable characters - quantum physics - a good dose of humour - and over the top action on a grand scale.
An excerpt from Neptune Island-
The Tall one spotted Lincoln down the back and pointed him out to his boys. They talked amongst themselves for a moment then stumbled their way toward him.
With his chest out, and cliché swagger, the Tall guy was clearly the alpha male of the group. He sat down opposite Lincoln and slammed his fist down on the table.
“This is our table man!”
“I don’t want any trouble,” Lincoln answered as if he’d said it a thousand times before. He continued to eat, not even bothering to look up, trying to ignore the bad breath and stench of cheap booze.
Tall guy smiled, revealing a mouth full of gold and rotted teeth. “You just found it asshole.” He opened his jacket and pulled out a knife.
His boys glanced at each other and laughed. They knew what was to come.
“Say hello to my little pal,” Tall guy sneered.
Lincoln glanced at the knife. “Oh. You’re referring to the 1982 classic movie—Scarface. Well, in the climactic scene at the end of the film, Al Pacino wields a machine gun, not a knife. And the line is ‘Say hello to my little friend’, not ‘Say hello to my little pal’.” Lincoln continued eating. “Go away, you annoy me,” he said, un-fazed by the tense situation, still enjoying his breakfast.
This wasn’t the response Tall guy and his boys had expected. They were rattled by his answer and unsure of the next move. Tall guy finally regained his machismo, pulled out a knife, and stabbed it down into the table, reassuring control and leadership in front of his boys.
Lincoln sighed, and put down his fork. “It doesn’t have to be this way.”
Tall guy picked his knife from the table and stabbed it down again. “Yeah, it does.”
His boys laughed.
Where ever you go there’s always an asshole.
So be it. Here we go again.
