Universal-Award House

pCHAPTER ONEIt was one of those little fisMng villages on the Aegean Sea, some eighty kilometers east of Athens. Under a hi^ noon sun, I walked into it along the dusty main road.I wore the clothes of a Greek fisherman, smoked a blackened pipe, and felt the eyes on me as I reached the cafe. Four...

Aothor's NoteThere are some inconsistencies and inaccuracies toward the end of this book, relating to the security arrangements at Salisbury Cathedral and for Magna Carta as weU as other priceless manuscripts. These discrepancies are quite deliberate, for I should hate to give any secrets away. One...