Product Description
The second Ray Sharp detective thriller, set in Asia and based on true stories.
Is it possible to smuggle the soul of an entire country?
Just another due diligence job, checking out a Chinese art supplies company. Simple. Ray Sharp knows he could do with a little simplicity - his life has been far too muddy lately. He needs a chance to gather his thoughts and repair his heart. But digging around in a company's back-room business proves to be a dark, dusty, dangerous affair...
Beautiful, tempting women, locked away in crates. Smiling serene smiles, cocking their hips suggestively, the apsaras are the heavens' dancing girls, carved into stone. These precious relics are being chipped away from the already crumbling walls of Cambodia's ancient temples. Stolen and smuggled by erudite killers eager to finance their bloody wars.
What can one man hope to achieve in the face of such callous disregard for a country, its history, and its people?
"What starts as a fast-paced thriller turns into a deeper social novel concerned with poverty, slavery, and the best and worst of the human condition. This will appeal to fans of John Burdett and Colin Cotterill, as well as patrons who enjoy exotic Asian settings and a mystery plot with some substance." - Library Journal, starred review.
"A complacent reader will not get the full affect of books such as Grave Imports. It is a mystery/thriller but it is also a commentary on the modern world, its foibles and its fancies. The world seen through Ray Sharp's eyes is not a pretty world, it is not nice, but it has heart and hope. The story starts with a statue of heads, it ends in a temple of a head—a fitting symbol of this thriller for the thinking man." —Front Street Reviews
"The exotic and dangerous East comes to vibrant life in Grave Imports by Eric Stone. Bristling with fascinating details about culture, customs, and history, the story hurls the reader on a violent journey into the dark underworld of illicit art transportation and sales. Relax into your favorite easy chair. You're in for a wild and riveting ride." —Gayle Lynds
Is it possible to smuggle the soul of an entire country?
Just another due diligence job, checking out a Chinese art supplies company. Simple. Ray Sharp knows he could do with a little simplicity - his life has been far too muddy lately. He needs a chance to gather his thoughts and repair his heart. But digging around in a company's back-room business proves to be a dark, dusty, dangerous affair...
Beautiful, tempting women, locked away in crates. Smiling serene smiles, cocking their hips suggestively, the apsaras are the heavens' dancing girls, carved into stone. These precious relics are being chipped away from the already crumbling walls of Cambodia's ancient temples. Stolen and smuggled by erudite killers eager to finance their bloody wars.
What can one man hope to achieve in the face of such callous disregard for a country, its history, and its people?
"What starts as a fast-paced thriller turns into a deeper social novel concerned with poverty, slavery, and the best and worst of the human condition. This will appeal to fans of John Burdett and Colin Cotterill, as well as patrons who enjoy exotic Asian settings and a mystery plot with some substance." - Library Journal, starred review.
"A complacent reader will not get the full affect of books such as Grave Imports. It is a mystery/thriller but it is also a commentary on the modern world, its foibles and its fancies. The world seen through Ray Sharp's eyes is not a pretty world, it is not nice, but it has heart and hope. The story starts with a statue of heads, it ends in a temple of a head—a fitting symbol of this thriller for the thinking man." —Front Street Reviews
"The exotic and dangerous East comes to vibrant life in Grave Imports by Eric Stone. Bristling with fascinating details about culture, customs, and history, the story hurls the reader on a violent journey into the dark underworld of illicit art transportation and sales. Relax into your favorite easy chair. You're in for a wild and riveting ride." —Gayle Lynds
