One Fearful Yellow Eye

From a beloved master of crime fiction, One Fearful Yellow Eye is one of many classic novels featuring Travis McGee, the hard-boiled detective who lives on a houseboat.

It only takes one word to get Travis McGee to leave the sunny deck of his houseboat in Ft. Lauderdale for the gray cold of Chicago. The word is help, and it's uttered by Glory Geis, an old girlfriend of McGee's and the pretty young widow of world-renowned neurosurgeon Dr. Fortner Geis. The trouble is, the good doctor converted his considerable estate into cash before he died. But where he stashed it, no one knows.

"John D. MacDonald was the great entertainer of our age, and a mesmerizing storyteller."--Stephen King

Although everyone from the IRS to Dr. Geis's greedy grown children suspects that Glory is hiding the lost fortune, she hasn't a clue as to its whereabouts. To prove her innocence, she must find the money and the culprits who stole it. Enter McGee, for one of the most challenging salvages of his career.

How do you extort ＄600,000 from a dying man? Someone must have done it very quietly and skillfully. While untangling the mess of Dr. Geis's last days, McGee makes a startling discovery: Some folks would love nothing better than to bring down the whole family--by any means necessary. But McGee is starting to actually like a few members of the Geis clan--and he vows to bring the guilty to justice.

Features a new Introduction by Lee Child

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.