![]() ![]() ![]() Nearly twenty years ago I sat in a Tibetan Buddhist temple in China, hoping to spend a peaceful hour as the monks paid homage to a giant sandalwood Buddha. This is a novel of great hope and great tragedy, of incredible greed and stalwart selflessness, and of the tremendous gulf between those who live for enlightenment and those who live for power. Gradually, Shan exposes a massive crime machine that can only be stopped with the help of an unlikely alliance of Americans, aged monks, and even a sorcerer. His search for justice takes him from an American mining project in Tibet to a secret, illegal monestary. When Party officials try to thwart Shan’s investigation by arresting an innocent monk, Shan is thrown into a maelstrom of political and religious intrigue. The embittered but brilliant Shan soon discovers the victim was notorious for persecuting Tibetan priests. Desperate to close the case before the arrival of high-profile American tourists, the district commander grants Shan a temporary release. When a headless corpse is found on a remote Tibetan mountainside, veteran inspector Shan Tao Yun is the perfect candidate to solve the crime–except he’s been stripped of rank and imprisoned in the gulag for offending the Party in Beijing. ![]() BUY FROM: IndieBound | Barnes & Noble | Amazon ABOUT THE BOOK ![]()
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