After the Chief of the Secret Intelligence Service is assassinated, a terrorist organization plans to unleash a weapon of apocalyptic proportions and bring the British government to its knees.
A deniable team is assembled to hunt down the terrorists. Called back from obscurity to lead them is Jack “Gorilla” Grant: a freelancer with a Smith & Wesson’ 39 and cut-throat razor. And he's ready to settle the score in his own, brutal fashion.
The Sentinel Five team turns their gunsights to the East, and enters a killing ground of death.
Genre: FICTION / EspionageCHAPTER ONE
MELBOURNE DOCKS, AUSTRALIA – 18th JUNE 1966
The four ghosts stood, huddled in the darkness of the night, hidden behind the crates, boxes and containers that lined the dockside. Ghosts, while not an accurate description, fitted their profiles perfectly. They were men who knew how to conceal themselves in the night, they wore black Dockers coats and knitted caps, and for the past hour they had managed to successfully stay concealed from the regular workers who moved supplies and cargo onto the numerous container ships. All were armed with razor sharp commando knives and all were ready to use them to lethal effect in order to complete their mission. This job needed to be done quietly, if it was to be a successful extraction.
Their leader stood at the forefront, his team flanking him. Colonel Stephen Masterman, Head of the Redaction Unit for the British Secret Intelligence Service, lifted the binoculars to his eyes and peered at the container ship’s landing ramp as he waited for his agent to appear. The man they were waiting for was a half Portuguese/half Chinese heroin pipeline smuggler by the name of Raymond Yu. Yu was a sub-lieutenant in the almost mythical Karasu-Tengu organisation and had been persuaded to sell out his employer for a one-time payment from the British. SIS wanted the ‘Raven’ – the man himself, the leader – Redacted. The Chief’s orders were clear. “Make him talk, Stephen, use whatever damned method you wish, but get the location of the Raven himself,” the Chief had whispered at their final covert meeting in London.
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