From a beloved master of crime fiction, "Nightmare in Pink" is one of many classic novels featuring Travis McGee, the hard-boiled detective who lives on a houseboat. Travis McGee's permanent address is the "Busted Flush, "Slip F-18, Bahia Mar, Lauderdale, and there isn't a hell of a lot that compels him to leave it. Except maybe a call from an old army buddy who needs a favor. If it wasn't for him, McGee might not be alive. For that kind of friend, Travis McGee will travel almost anywhere, even New York City. Especially when there's a damsel in distress. "As a young writer, all I ever wanted was to touch readers as powerfully as John D. MacDonald touched me."--Dean Koontz The damsel in question is his old friend's kid sister, whose fiance has just been murdered in what the authorities claim was a standard Manhattan mugging. But Nina knows better. Her soon-to-be husband had been digging around, finding scum and scandal at his real estate investment firm. And this scum will go to any lengths to make sure their secrets don't get out. Travis is determined to get to the bottom of things, but just as he's closing in on the truth, he finds himself drugged and taken captive. If he's being locked up in a mental institution with a steady stream of drugs siphoned into his body, how can Travis keep his promise to his old friend? More important, how can he get himself out alive? Features a new Introduction by Lee Child
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John D. MacDonald was an American novelist and short-story writer. His works include the Travis McGee series and the novel "The Executioners, " which was adapted into the film "Cape Fear." In 1962 MacDonald was named a Grand Master of the Mystery Writers of America; in 1980, he won a National Book Award. In print he delighted in smashing the bad guys, deflating the pompous, and exposing the venal. In life, he was a truly empathetic man; his friends, family, and colleagues found him to be loyal, generous, and practical. In business, he was fastidiously ethical. About being a writer, he once expressed with gleeful astonishment, "They pay me to do this! They don't realize, I would pay them." He spent the later part of his life in Florida with his wife and son. He died in 1986.
