Escape From Danger Island

Karloff stands before his prey. Bolas dangle from his waist. A short bow stretches across his chest. A hunting rifle rests in his hands. Rafe can make out a phrase engraved on the stock: Ivan the Terrible."Should we disregard the warnings?""Me, I don't trust the guy. I hate to go on early impressions, but he doesn't seem the honest sort." Ships have gone down.Accountants have gone missing.Agent 117 has failed to report. And what is a Death Orchid? A GATHERING OF EAGLES... ...or perhaps pigeons. A trips-on-his-tongue con man, a British-to-his-bristles cat burglar, a tech-wizard (sorry, 'conceptual artist'), and a Russian femme fatale (with the emphasis on fatale). The Silencers. Headed by a beleaguered executive secretary and assisted by her toddler-tending husband, they match wits against a master hunter in what is truly the most dangerous game. A missing lighthouse.A lost tribe.A message in a bottle ("Send more shoes! Size nine!"). The mad hunter Ivan Karloff stalks humans on his private island reserve - as mad hunters are apt to do - and Interpol's Special Infiltration Unit (Provisional) must discover his malevolent master plan before ... well, therein lies a tale. With a loving ear and a skeptical eye, The Silencers series simultaneously pays tribute to, and parodies, classic adventure tales. An homage and a comic subversion all at once. Think Charles Portis meets the Cohen brothers (wait, that already happened) or James Bond mugs Mark Twain. There. Think that.