WANT AN ENJOYABLE break from all the political noise? Then get yourself the new thriller coming out next week by John Heubusch, The Shroud Conspiracy (Howard Books, $26). This fun piece of fantasy will, all too briefly, make you forget the eye-rolling craziness that seems to be consuming the world.
First-time novelist Heubusch presents what in the hands of a less-skilled writer would be a rather implausible, not to say outlandish, premise: The Catholic Church invites a renowned atheist to investigate the authenticity of the Shroud of Turin, which by some of the faithful is believed to be the burial cloth of Jesus Christ. Simultaneously, a crazed cult embarks on its own quest to use modern science to speed up the Second Coming by, you guessed it, taking a blood sample from the shroud to clone Jesus. Then everything goes wrong. Think Jurassic Park for the church.