by Warren Murphy
His name was Remo and he owned nothing.
"Yes," Smith said, "he's taken over the city. He has given an open invitation to organized crime to move its operations into Bay City. He's opening the piers so that contraband can move in and out easily, so drugs can flor freely. Mob interests are coming from all over teh country...setting up cutting rooms and jewelry factories for stolen diamonds...printing facilities for counterfeit stock certificates and securities...major counting rooms for what may become the nation's biggest illegal gambling operations. It'll be the crime capital of the U.S. within a few months!"
"Well, there's capitalism at work again. Proving that our system works best," said Remo.
"...And we want you and Chiun to keep him alive. Of course, he won't know who you are or who you work for," said Smith.
"Or why. Which includes us, as usual. But that's OK, if we can;t kill him with kindness, then we'll CURE him," said Remo.
"Let's not get into that," gasped Smith.
Review: OK, everyone together... "Remo and Chiun are sent to protect some idiot from assassination." That's been the plot of the last three books, and it just gets better and better each time it's used. This book does have a histerical satire of a certain other men's adventure series (hint: it's the Executioner), but the lame, lame, overused plotline detracts from the novel. Also, there's almost no Ruby, which is a bad thing, since I like her.
All in all, Bay City Blast fizzles with a .