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It is a time of political unrest in Great Britain. And behind the Iron Curtain an insidious plot is being hatched, a plan so incendiary that even the KGB is ignorant of its existence--Aurora, the sinister brainchild of two of the world''s most dangerous men: the general secretary of the Soviet Union and master spy Kim Philby. The wheels are in motion, the pawns are in place, and the countdown has begun toward an "accident" that could change the fact of British politics forever and trigger and collapse of the Western alliance. Only British agent John Preston stand any chance of breaching the conspiracy. Through plot and counterplot, from bloody back streets to polished halls of power both East and West, his desperate investigation is relentlessly blocked by deceit, treachery, and the most deadly enemy of all...time.

La trama, elaborada y apasionante, mezcla política internacional, amor, nacionalismo y una galería de personajes acabados y convincentes.

Russia 1999. A once great nation teetering on the brink of anarchy. A charismatic new leader offering hope to his country''s disillusioned people - and an olive branch to his fellow world leaders. A secret document smuggled to the West sends a chill down the spines of all who read it... An ex-CIA agent returns to Moscow - his mission to prevent, at all costs, the tragedy of history repeating itself...

Durante décadas, el mundo ha luchado contra los cárteles de los narcotraficantes y siempre ha perdido. Pero ahora el presidente de los Estados Unidos decide poner fin al poder de estas destructivas organizaciones. Para lograrlo recurre a Paul Devereaux, mas conocido como "Cobra", ex director de operaciones especiales de la CIA que fue despedido por su brutalidad. El presidente le concedera todo lo que pida y podra actuar con total impunidad. No hay limites, ni reglas y nadie hara preguntas despues. Cobra tiene en sus manos todos los recursos posibles del gobierno federal de Estados Unidos. Pero los carteles de la droga mueven demasiado dinero como para dejarse vencer facilmente. La guerra ha estallado y nadie sabe quien saldra ganador

The Cocaine industry is worth billions of dollars a year to the drug cartels who spread their evil seed across Western society. Its usage causes incalculable misery, poverty and death. Slowly, gradually, inexorably it is spreading...it is a blight which must be stopped. One man, Paul Devereaux, intellectual, dedicated, utterly ruthless and ex-CIA special ops, is given what seems like an impossible task. At his disposal, anything he wants - men, resources, money. He will not stop until he has completed his mission. Up to now the drug trade has been used to world governments attempting to prevent them plying their trade. But up to now, those governments have played by the rules. That is about to change. The rules no longer apply... and a dirty war is about to get a whole lot dirtier...

Era el verano en que el precio de una barra de pan alcanzó el millón de rublos... Esta frase nos introduce en la convulsa Rusia de 1999. La otrora gran superpotencia zozobra en un mar de hiperinflacion, caos economico y criminalidad. Las elecciones se aproximan y una sola voz carismatica resuena en todo el pais. Igor Komarov, lider derechista, promete reformar la moneda, acabar con el crimen, eliminar la corrupcion y devolver la gloria a Rusia. Pero los dirigentes occidentales se ven conmocionados cuando llega a sus manos un documento secreto del cual se desprende que Komarov no es el salvador de la nacion sino un nuevo Hitler.

From the bestselling author of The Day of the Jackal, international master of intrigue Frederick Forsyth, comes a thriller that brilliantly blends fact with fiction for one of this summer''s--or any season''s--most explosive reads! From the behind-the-scenes decision-making of the Allies to the secret meetings of Saddam Hussein''s war cabinet, from the brave American fliers running their dangerous missions over Iraq to the heroic young spy planted deep in the heart of Baghdad, Forsyth''s incomparable storytelling skill keeps the suspense at a breakneck pace. Somewhere in Baghdad is the mysterious "Jericho," the traitor who is willing--for a price--to reveal what is going on in the high councils of the Iraqi dictator. But Saddam''s ultimate weapon has been kept secret even from his most trusted advisers, and the nightmare scenario that haunts General Schwarzkopf and his colleagues is suddenly imminent, unless somehow, the spy can locate that weapon--The Fist of God--in time. Peopled with vivid characters, brilliantly displaying Forsyth''s incomparable, knowledge of intelligence operations and tradecraft, moving back and forth between Washington and London, Baghdad and Kuwait, desert vastnesses and city bazaars, this breathtaking novel is an utterly convincing story of what may actually have happened behind the headlines.

Frederick Forsyth, master of the international thriller, retums with an electrifying story of a man of immense power and a conspiracy to crush the President of the United States. Only one man--Forsyth''s most unforgettable hero yet--can prevent the plan from succeeding. His name is Quinn. He is the Negotiator.President Cormack is bent on a signing a sweeping U.S.-Soviet disarmament treaty, and the master conspirator is determined to stop him. The kidnapping of a young man on a country road in Oxfordshire is but the first brutal step in the explosive plot engineer the president''s destruction. Enter Quinn. Quinn plays the kidnappers like a master musician. . . until, in a shocking tumabout, he discovers that ransom was not their objection after all--and that he has been lured into a cunningly woven web. Now he must draw upon his deepest strengths--to save not only the victim but the entire free world.

Condensa sus dotes en una serie de relatos tan impactantes como ingeniosos que cosntituyen pequeñas joyas en su género

El mundo de los mercenarios constituye el telón de fondo de esta gran obra. En primer plano, una anécdota de trepidante acción descubre algunos aspectos siniestros y poco conocidos de ciertas actividades: mineeria, altas finanzas, operaciones bancarias y el mundo de los traficantes de armas

It is Christmas Eve, 1957. Flying home, on leave from Germany, he is alone in the cockpit of the Vampire. Sixty-six minutes of flying time, with the descent and landing - destination Lakenheath. No problem, all routine procedures. Then out over the North sea, the fog begins to close in. Radio contact ceases and the compass goes haywire. Suddenly, out of the mist, appears a World War II bomber. It is flying just below the Vampire, as of trying to make contact......