White Shark, Ross Gresham
Jim Hawkins, and I think I remember a Jim Hawkins in Treasure Island, is hired as a summer relief trafffic cop at a New England resort in White Shark. He is not quite an albino (his words) but white-haired, big and tough from recent military training. The idea that he will be satisfied with giving out traffic tickets (in a speed trap to boot) and keeping troublesome kids under control quickly goes afoul when the island turns out to have more trouble brewing than the beach in Jaws.
A Viking funeral, a missing worker, shark attacks, crooked developers, corrupt local officials, and white slavery are overrunning this Edenic spot along with the hideous houses dotting the shoreline. But Jim has misunderstood his function on Nausset and almost joins the pyre of mounting bodies. He's not the type of guy to overlook trouble when he finds it, a trait that got him drummed out of the military.
I am imagining another Jim Hawkins novel is underway. This is a well-written, fast-moving story with a protagonist you will like. He hearkens back to heroes of old, but the crimes covered here are very much of today. There may be a few too many balloons in the air because Gresham lets few crimes go unsolved but Gresham is cleverly using the genre to critique what he finds wanting in society. A fine strategy to me because he's a good enough writer to do it.