by Lucian Truscott IV
The year is 1968. A cadet is walking off demerits at West Point when word is passed that a nude corpse has been found. The case, an ugly homosexual murder, is covered up by an ambitious general who has friends in Washington. Truscott, the grandson of a World War II general, was a West Pointer himself, but resigned his commission under a cloud after 13 months and turned writer. In his first novel he has produced a sickening tale of how the pursuit of power turns men into monsters. He often wanders off the mark (the hero has a romance with an Israeli dress designer who is much too beautiful and good to be true), but the novel still manages to be splendidly engrossing. (Doubleday, $10.95)
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