Coronet Books-Hodder and Stoughton

As he woke, the word 'wife' raced up from the fathoms of his dream and broke the surface of his mind as gently as the moonlight met his eyes. And the word basked under the light, rubbed itself against his unnerved flesh, tumbled slowly about the lapping waves of sense before plunging once more...

AUTHOR'S NOTE In May 1980 the men of Britain's crack Special Air Service Regiment blasted their way into the world's headlines. For fifteen brief minutes, during the dramatic ending of the Iranian Embassy siege in London, the veil of secrecy had parted to give just a rare glimpse of the shadowy...

'Beware the month Lenaion, ox-flaying days.' The line had come to him suddenly, at six-thirty that morning. The men had been chipping ice from the windscreens of the lorries, their breath turning to steam in the bitter cold. They had cursed prodigiously as they worked, unleashing grotesque...