The novel takes place during Vietnam's Civil War, shortly after the French have been pushed out of the country. Madame Claire La Farge's peaceful existence in Northern Vietnam is under consistent threats from the Communist regime. Claire's sprawling farm plantation provides food and labor for the local villagers, which is one of the few reasons the bad guys have left her alone. There's a backstory in the opening pages regarding Claire's husband, a French Intelligence agent who was killed eight years ago. Claire spends most of her days sunbathing in the nude and...well, that's about it.
A messenger arrives at Claire's house and immediately succumbs to his injuries at the hands of some merciless torturer. He provides Claire a list, and the book kicks into low gear from there.
The first half of the book is dedicated to a girl named Toni. She's hooked on heroin and has sex with her dealer. The dealer is a Communist agent who's thrilled to give injections of both varieties to Toni. Yet, he's really working to obtain details about Toni's father, Dupre, a French Intelligence agent. Does any of this tie to the list provided to Claire from the dead guy? Probably, but I stopped caring after these endless pages of “giving her his maleness”.
Nick Carter eventually gets involved by answering an advertisement in the classified pages. Seriously. He's on loan to the South Vietnamese government, posing as a medical doctor in a nearby village. He's bored one morning and reads a newspaper and sees an intriguing classified ad. He goes to follow up, and it just so happens that it was a secret message sent by Claire in hopes of reaching one of her husband's former French co-workers. Sure, AXE eventually corresponds with Nick and advises him to go to Claire's house, but Nick had already beaten this branch of American Intelligence by reading the newspaper.
The second half of the book is Toni and her dealer doing the nasty, but mostly involves Nick bedding down Toni's friend Michelle and also pining over what Claire may look like once he journeys through the jungle to find her house. Nick's quest isn't the list, upending communism and providing war efforts. Nope. He needs to get laid by a woman he's never met (or saw).
I've read some bad Michael Avallone novels, so he's not completely off the hook here. I suspect that Valerie Moolman is to blame for this word stockpile of pointless, poorly written trash. The characters behave poorly, there's very little action, and the novel really should have been a sleaze book with no association to the Nick Carter series (although consensus says the series is ripe with poor entries). I hated this book. I despise this book. I have a scanned copy taking up a meager 7MB of space and I want to remove all traces of it from my computer. Hall of Shame, welcome Saigon.



















