
Copyright © 2007 by Paul T. Cook
ISBN:
0-533-15539-8
Published by Vantage Press, Inc.
419 Park Ave., South
New York, NY 10016 |
From Athens to Mombasa, from
Tehran to Kabul, from Baghdad to Long Island, author Paul T.
Cook's Point of Entry-Montauk takes readers on a terrifying
tour of the intricately tangled web of international
terrorism.
When a routine inspection of the
Kalamata, a rusty old ship at anchor in the Athens port of
Piraeus, turns up a vial of anthrax and an unidentified
toxic substance, the KAP (Kalamata "Anthrax Plus" case)
becomes the first priority of the EU's Anti-Terror Task
Group.
In this classic thriller,
brilliant Greek police detective Lieutenant Georgio
Karamanlis must play a deadly serious game of
intercontinental connect-the-dots to save the East Coast of
the United States from a deadly germ warfare attack.
How will he connect a Greek shipping magnate to a
Kenyan-Afghani poppy farmer? A Lebanese businessman to
a knife thrower from the circus? A Macedonian
goat-herder to a Spanish petty thief?
Can Karamanlis and his
colleagues stop mass death from landing at Montauk in a
little rubber boat?

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American Dream Author of the Month:
Commander Paul T. Cook of Montauk who spent his
childhood years in Montauk Fishing Village.
The commander lives presently in Bonn, Germany and
appeared last month on the American Dreams® Show at
Gurney's Inn.
American Dream Book of the Month: Point
of Entry - Montauk by Paul T. Cook - When a
routine inspection of the Kalamata, a rusty old ship
at anchor in the Athens port of Piraeus, turns up a
vial of anthrax and an unidentified toxic substance,
the KAP (Kalamanta "Anthrax Plus" case) becomes the
first priority of the EU's Anti-Terror Task Group.
From Athens to Mombasa, from Tehran to Kabul, from
Baghdad to Long Island, author Paul T. Cook's new
novel, Point of Entry-Montauk, takes readers on a
terrifying tour of the intricately tangled web of
international terrorism. - This summer on the
American Dreams®
Show |
EXCERPTS - Point of Entry -
Montauk
Page 6
He was
taught that all things, in today's world, even slightly
suspicious, must be examined and verified as to whether or
not it was terror related. The items found on the Kalamata
(merchant ship) were carefully placed in a clean plastic bag
and brought to the police laboratory in Athens. Tests were
run on traces of a substance found and further checked by
scientists in the French Interpol Lab in Marseille.
Page 35
With
their earthly belongings tied up inside a cloth bundle atop
the dilapidated buss, Akram and Jalal sat side by side, hand
in hand, as they departed the border. Akram had begun to
wear a chador during the most recent months of the
revolution in Iran. This was to become even more important
now to continue in Afghanistan. It was not a bother, as she
felt secure under the circumstances with this covering. And
the discomfort of their ride was a feature they found easy
to overlook. They finally arrived in Herat, away from the
political dangers and hostile encounters in places of
businesses and streets of Tehran. But Jalal and Akram were
unaware of new and impending dangers lurking ahead.
Page 45
There
were few paying jobs in the village, and since Lazlo had
only elementary school education he found himself more often
than not tending the family's sheep and goats on the
hillsides. It was for him the lesser of two evils. That is
to avoid the chopping of trees, sawing the logs, then
splitting the wood for the stove. Lazlo felt that he had
more communication with the goats and sheep than he had with
the members of his family ...
Page 57
It was
7pm in Kopcek. Although the days were staying lighter longer
in spring, on this evening darkness set in from a very
cloudy sky and a late snowfall. The whiteness of the giant
flakes appeared to be purifying the streets and the area
surrounding St. Stanislaus. But as Carlos scurried to the
side door of the church, any thought of purity or serenity
would have vanished if a casual observer had read the lines
of horrific deeds etched in his aging face.
Page 61
Carlos
stopped in for a quick one to warm up after a walk from
Sintagma Square. He took the empty stool at the end of the
bar. To his right was a twentyish beauty and on her right,
a middle-aged, distinguished-looking gent with graying hair.
Both sipped whiskey sours and made occasional comments to
one another, apparently working up a deal for the evening.
Before he left the bar, Carlos understood from overhearing
the conversation that the gentleman had worked in some
laboratories and that he had left the last one because he
wanted more independence in his research. Also, Andreas (the
gent) would be living in the Hilton for a couple of days.
This was as good a lead as Carlos would get. He returned to
the Hilton on the next night.
Page 79
The
situation became more clear to Nickolas. He was now pretty
well convinced that the plan could be carried out without
serious consequences for him as captain of the ship. The
three rose as they agreed on what could be done. Akram moved
closer to Nickolas. As she does, Jalal turned away so as not
to see their embrace. Jalal wondered, but dared not to look
to see if they kissed. And later he dared not to ask.
Page 131
A
balanced throwing knife could be found in many places but
those used in the subject killings were found to have been
made in the area of northern Greece near the Bulgarian
border. In one circus visited by investigators, there was a
man with a knife throwing act. He spoke of a thrower in a
nearby village who never missed, and who was known to be
better than any circus performer.
Page 150
When
studying the more in-depth issues on social, economic and
political matters, Ballard's interests developed primarily
in the politics of foreign policy. At an early age he had
already absorbed a lot of information about activities in
various parts of the world. Living so close to Washington,
D.C. it was not unusual in the Ballard home that guests were
from the State Department, as well as Defense and others. At
the dinner table on many evenings conversations on
activities and related opinions from administration
officials, covering many issues of the day, found the ears
and mind of the maturing Richard Ballard.
Page 206
Neither
Samir Badr nor Brutus Dusan, although very close to the
terrorist activity, had any clue about any poison or even
the fact that there was a terrorist plot. Samir and Brutus
had underworld specialties for which they have been paid and
had, in fact, realized personal fulfillment and joy in the
process of their accomplishments. Samir with women and
theft, Brutus with knives hitting their mark. |