When British geologists discover the world's largest oil reserves under the desolate, icy tundra of Antarctica, Britain and Chile form a top-secret alliance for control of petroleum resources that will rival the economic power of OPEC. But when their discovery is uncovered by an Argentinean intelligence officer, a surprise-attack against a secret British outpost in Antarctica triggers a war. Britain and Chile are in a military standoff against Venezuela and Argentina, and when the war escalates, Britain asks America for help. For two couples separated by the battle, the outcome will be either love reunited or devastating heartbreak. For a young British boy living with his mother in London, his father’s life is on the line. And for Pete Miranda, an American sub commander detailed on a special military assignment to his father's homeland of Chile, will his fate be a crushing death under the icy-cold waters of the Antarctic Ocean, or a future of life, light, and a second chance for love? “. . . the realistic scenes of submarine warfare and daring escapes, along with family love and romance make this a surefire hit for fans of military, war, and suspense novels.” -- CBD Retailers + Resources Don Brown is the author of Thunder in the Morning Calm , The Malacca Conspiracy , The Navy Justice Series, and The Black Sea Affair , a submarine thriller that predicted the 2008 shooting war between Russia and Georgia. Don served five years in the U.S. Navy as an officer in the Judge Advocate General's (JAG) Corps, which gave him an exceptional vantage point into both the Navy and the inner workings "inside-the-beltway" as an action officer assigned to the Pentagon. He left active duty in 1992 to pursue private practice, but remained on inactive status through 1999, rising to the rank of Lieutenant Commander. He and his family live in North Carolina, where he pursues his passion for penning novels about the Navy. www.donbrownbooks.com Facebook: Don-Brown Storming the Black Ice By Don Brown ZONDERVAN Copyright © 2014 Don Brown All rights reserved. ISBN: 978-0-310-33016-5 CHAPTER 1 Moanalua RoadHonoluluOahu, Hawaii The silver Beamer hugged the curve along Moanalua Road, racing underthe bright, warm sunshine and deep blue skies of an early Hawaiianafternoon. The driver slowed when the sea of brake lights flashed upahead in front of the entrance of St. Timothy's Episcopal Church on theright. He cursed under his breath, then checked his watch. His problem—bad timing. Pearl Ridge Elementary School over to the left was letting out,attracting a sea of open-top convertibles and snub-nosed vans jammedin a long line at the entrance of the school, backing up traffic for aquarter of a mile. Even without the traffic jam, getting to CommanderPete Miranda's appointment with the admiral would be a tight squeeze. "Why didn't I take the H1?" He hit the brakes, coming to a stopin bumper-to-bumper traffic. Pete checked the time, then let out anexpletive. "I need some air." He pushed the button on the dash to openthe retractable top of the brand-new BMW 650i. "I fork out all this cashfor this expensive little baby, and all I do is sit in traffic jams. Drive incircles. Island's only forty miles long and thirty miles wide." As the retractable top opened and glorious Hawaiian sunshinesaturated the driver's side of the Beamer, the answer to his questionappeared in the flesh—a blonde in a spaghetti-strap yellow sundress ina Chrysler Sebring convertible. The poor damsel in distress! Stuck in line on the left shoulder of the road, crawling at a snail'space even slower than Pete's lane. Her blond hair danced in the breezeoff her tanned shoulders. And as her left hand clasped the steering wheelat the twelve o'clock position, the noticeable absence of a ring! "My, my!" Pete let up on the brakes and rolled even with the Sebring. She glanced in his direction, and their eyes locked in a millisecondof an electrifying instant. She flashed a magnetic smile. "Now I remember why I bought this car." He shot her a teasingsalute and returned the smile. "Request permission to come aboard?" "What?" She mouthed the single word in a smiling, bashful fashion,raising her left eyebrow in a curious manner and sporting a look of pleasureabout the coincidence that had brought their convertibles side byside in a traffic jam made in heaven. "Me Clark! You Christie!" he shouted. She laughed. "I love that old movie." "You liked Vacation ? Me too!" She giggled and, with a swift movement of her hand, pushed a lockof blond hair out of her face. "I loved it!" "Now me like traffic jams!" "You're bad!" She smiled. And then ... his iPhone rang. COMSUBPAC. The admiral's office. Pete swiped his thumb across the iPhone. "Commander Miranda." "Sir, this is Master Chief Kelly at SUBPAC." "How can I help you, Master Chief?" "Sorry to bother you, sir, but the admiral wants you here five minutesearly." Pete looked down at the digital clock. 1350 hours. Then he gla