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By Chris Ryan

Former SAS legend Chris Ryan brings you his 16th novel and it truly is packed with all his trademark motion, thrills and inside of knowledge.

2003. Invalided out of the SAS Chet Freeman makes his dwelling in high-end safeguard, on a brief agreement for an American company referred to as the Grosvenor workforce. He catches a tender lady, a peace campaigner, eavesdropping on a gathering the gang is protecting with the British top Minister.

The Group's pursuits contain palms manufacture, and what Chet and the younger girl overhear turns out to suggest that it really is bribing the major Minister to take his state into an unlawful warfare. "Could this in all likelihood be precise? "Somebody believes that it is a mystery that wishes overlaying up, simply because Chet and the woman are attacked. Hunted down, they pass into hiding, and a perilous online game of cat and mouse begins.

Nearly ten years later rigidity is achieving brink in Jerusalem. The now ex-Prime Minister is operating as a center East peace envoy. because the urban descends into anarchy and rival armies are poised to show it right into a battlefield, Chet's most sensible blood brother, Luke, is a part of a workforce tasked by way of the Regiment with extracting the ex-Prime Minister.At the peak of the conflict Luke discovers a conspiracy way more devastating than any fingers deal.

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It’s in contrast to I’m sitting around the board desk. ’ ‘Of direction no longer. You’re now not the type of individual they wish. ’ She took a number of deep breaths and appeared round nervously. ‘They can’t locate us right here, can they? ’ Chet shook his head. ‘I don’t imagine so. ’ Suze closed her eyes in short and carried on conversing – slowly and in fragments, as if she used to be not sure of herself. ‘The Grosvenor crew . . . it’s an American . . . a multinational . . . a type of . . . ’ a glance of frustration crossed her face as she sought for the suitable notice. ‘. . . A conglomeration a chance capitalists. They make investments cash in different, smaller businesses . . . occasionally they purchase them out absolutely . . . ’ She gave an apologetic little smile. ‘I don’t particularly know the way all that stuff works. ’ Nor did Chet. so far as he may well inform, the Grosvenor workforce was once a host of cash males. In his publication, that intended arseholes. one other crash of thunder, and the rain gave a renewed burst opposed to the windowpanes. Suze stood up and began pacing the room. abruptly her eco-friendly eyes have been flashing. ‘The Grosvenor team in general places its cash into army organizations – hands businesses, aerospace, that sort of factor. ’ She stopped pacing. ‘Basically, they put money into humans killing people. ’ Yeah, Chet concept. Welcome to the realm. ‘The Grosvenor workforce makes loads of money,’ Suze endured. ‘I suggest, like, some huge cash. Billions. You don’t make that sort of money with out impression. Their board is sort of a . . . a Who’s Who of Western politics. Former American senators, individuals with impact in Washington and Whitehall, politicians who may sooner or later go back to workplace. They’ve even received former US presidents advising them. ’ Chet shook his head. ‘So a few politicians are occupied with the hands exchange. That doesn’t clarify why somebody’s attempting to kill us. ’ all at once she grew to become. ‘For God’s sake,’ she snapped. ‘Don’t you notice? If the U.S. and the united kingdom visit warfare in Iraq, it’ll be like any the Grosvenor Group’s Christmases have come right away. hands concessions, reconstruction bargains. ’ ‘People have continuously made cash out of warfare, Suze. ’ She stared at him contemptuously. ‘And for a few humans, it’s all they care approximately. My father used to be killed through a landmine in Angola. He used to be in the market immunising youngsters. it's possible you'll imagine it’s okay to promote shit like that. I don’t. Where’s that bloody tape? ’ Chet walked over to his rucksack and rummaged round. He pulled out the Dictaphone and passed it to Suze, who sat backtrack at the fringe of the mattress and commenced fidgeting with the controls. For some time there has been no sound within the room except the rain opposed to the window and the rewinding of the cassette. whilst Suze pressed play, all Chet heard used to be the crackly static that had stuffed his ears whilst he’d listened in with the headphones the day earlier than, which morphed each ten or fifteen seconds into the sound of distorted, indistinguishable voices. He checked out Suze. She used to be hunched over the computer, her face reason. They’d been listening for a few minutes whilst, instantly, the static and distortion advanced into whatever recognisable.

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