The latest installment in the saga of Antonio and Roberto Burns was released in hardcover last week. The advance reviews have been terrific, and I honestly believe this is the best thing I’ve written. Called CROSSING THE LINE, it tells the story of how the brothers both do exactly what the title suggests—only in opposite directions. Roberto struggles for redemption while Ant’s own darker impulses lead him astray. And in the process they take on the FBI and one of Mexico’s most notorious drug lords.
Although this book required a lot of research, it was also great fun to write. Friends and former colleagues on both sides of the War on Drugs provided invaluable assistance and told me some almost unbelievable true stories. I hope the result is enlightening regarding the business of drug cartels as well as thrilling for its suspense.
In other news, I’ve been busy working on a non-fiction project about an arctic manhunt that took place in the dead of winter 70 years ago. A trip north of the Arctic Circle took up most of January when friends Mark DuRocher and Taylor Reed and I attempted to ski and climb in the tracks of an almost superhuman killer and complete the second winter crossing of the high peaks of the Richardson Range. We were turned back, though, when my mountaineering boots began to disintegrate after three dark days at more than forty degrees below zero.
It may be hard to believe, but we still managed to have a good time. Side-adventures (or misadventures) included a 35º-below dip in a hot spring where previously a bear had slaughtered three people, joining Dawson City’s Sour Toe Cocktail Club by downing a shot of tequila spiced up with an amputated human toe, digging my truck out of snowdrifts on the Dempster Highway, barely escaping the amorous attentions of a lonely outpost barmaid, and being pursued by Karaoke-singing natives on the edge of the Arctic Ocean.
I hope that all of you are getting outside—into mountains, forests, deserts, oceans, lakes, or rivers—and that your adventures are a good deal warmer than mine.