Book Spotlight (and a Giveaway!): Elysium Tide by James R. Hannibal

I’m delighted today to give you a peek inside Elysium Tide by James R. Hannibal – and a chance for two of you to win a copy of your own!

ELYSIUM TIDE by James R. Hannibal
GENRE: Inspirational Suspense/Thriller
PUBLISHER: Revell
RELEASE DATE: June 7, 2022
PAGES: 352

Dr. Peter Chesterfield is one of the Royal London Hospital’s top neurosurgeons. He is also a workaholic, ordered by his boss to take a week off to attend a medical symposium at the luxurious Elysium Grand on the island of Maui. While there, Peter pulls a woman with a skull fracture from the water. Though he is able to revive her in the ambulance, she eventually dies in his arms, leaving him with only one clue to what happened to her: the word “honu.”

Increasingly obsessed with discovering the cause of his patient’s death, Peter becomes entangled in an ongoing investigation of a brazen luxury auto theft. He also becomes a source of deep irritation to detective Lisa Kealoha, who has jurisdiction over the case.
But when the two join forces, they begin to uncover a destructive plot that runs far deeper than either of them could have imagined. And if they’re not careful, they’re both going to end up dead.

Award-winning author James R. Hannibal whisks you away to the deadly beauty of Hawaii for a story of greed, violence, and justice that will leave you breathless.

“You’re a brilliant surgeon. Playing dense doesn’t suit you.”

“But it’s fine for Barbara?”

“There,” Nigel said, pointing at him. “That’s the problem. Your mouth.” He dropped into his chair. “Really, Peter. You don’t have to say every odd thing that comes into your head. And you’re always so dark. On your theater recordings, for instance, you often introduce your colleagues as accomplices.”

Peter looked out the window toward Greenwich. Nigel had quite the view. He gave his boss the slightest shrug. “So?”

Nigel spread his hands. “It’s a term for murderers.”

“A bit of gallows humor. Nothing more.”

“Then why do I never see you laugh?” Nigel sat back and sighed. “Your negativity is not healthy. I’ve let it go in the past, but today you became a liability.”

For the first time in the conversation, Peter met his boss’s gaze. “A liability? For kicking Barbara out of the theater after she nearly killed a child?”

“Barbara was not the only one to lodge a complaint—or rather, she nearly wasn’t. The Firths spoke to me about you.”

“Who on earth are the Firths?”

“Michael’s parents, you numbskull.” Nigel shook his head. “Perhaps you really aren’t playing dense. Gwen Firth, Peter. She’s the woman who slapped you across the face fifteen minutes ago. And an hour ago, you pushed a probe into her child’s brain. The least you could do is learn her name.” He stood and paced before his nine-foot-tall windows. “The father”—he glanced over his shoulder—“Harry Firth, told me he’s grateful you saved their son, but he believes you are, quote, ‘a menace to your patients and your colleagues.’ He demanded the hospital put you under administrative review.”

Peter finally sat in the chair. No patient or patient’s family member had ever complained about him—not to his knowledge. Had Nigel prompted them? Was this some kind of vendetta? He had his suspicions. “Neither of the Firths work for the NIH, Nigel. Of that, I’m certain. So, how did Mr. Firth know about the administrative review process?”

“How should I know? The internet?”

Peter frowned. “And you said . . . ?”

“I reminded him once more that you were the one who identified the tumor in the first place and subsequently saved Michael’s life.” Nigel stopped his pacing at the center of the picture window—a polar bear in a suit, framed by gray sky and urban London. “And then I assured him I would deal with you.”

Deal with you. That didn’t sound promising. “What’s it to be? The gallows at Tyburn? Drawn and quartered in the Old Palace Yard? Or worse yet, community service?”

Nigel’s usual bear-with-a-honey-pot expression turned as grave as Peter had ever seen it. “Hawaii, Peter. I’m sending you to Maui, and there’s no way you’re going to weasel out of it this time.”

James R. Hannibal, Elysium Tide
Revell Books, a division of Baker Publishing Group, © 2022. Used by permission.

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James R. Hannibal is no stranger to secrets and adventure. This former stealth pilot from Houston, Texas, has been shot at, locked up with surface-to-air missiles, and chased down a winding German road by an armed terrorist. He is a two-time Silver Falchion Award winner for his children’s mysteries, a former Thriller Award nominee, and a 2020 Selah and Carol Award finalist for The Gryphon Heist—the opener for the CIA series that now includes Chasing the White Lion. James is a rare multisense synesthete, meaning all of his senses intersect. He sees and feels sounds and smells, and hears flashes of light. If he tells you the chocolate cake
you offered smells blue and sticky, take it as a compliment.

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