A. J. Quinnell

PrologueFirst he cleaned the gun; then himself. He did both meticulously. The gun was a Russian Makarov pistol. He cleaned it at the table in the tiny kitchen. He worked automatically. His fingers were practiced. He used very fine engine oil soaked into a soft cloth; then he wiped the oil off with...

PrologueAt 16.40 hours on Sunday, 7th June, 1981, fourteen aircraft took off from the IsraeH Air Force base at Etzion in the Sinai desert. All were advance fighter aircraft: eight F16's and six F15's. But for this mission the F16's had been stripped of their cannon and air-to-air missiles and armed...

BOOK ONE One li,'. ' I Ii;:': il 1 i r 1 !. i I ' It was a pilgrimage. A journey to satisfy a soul. He turned off the main Kuala Lumpur-Penang road onto a dirt track and into deep jungle. 'Go to the Klang River,' he had been told, 'and then turn left. You'll know it when you see it.'...

IN THIS VOLUMEWILDFIRE by Richard Martin SternIt is summer, and the huge Sanrio National Forest in New Mexico is a cool haven for tourists. But to Ranger J. L. Harmon the forest is a firetrap. No rain has fallen in six weeks. A single spark could set disaster in motiona disaster that would threaten...