“Well, Captain van der Velde, you’re so deep in the ordure, you’re standing on tip toe and it’s still up to your ear lobes. I reckon you’re the ideal man to find some answers.’ ‘But I’m under mess arrest, Sir!’ ‘That’s not my bloody problem is it, Captain? Now you listen to me! We don’t know how far up this thing goes. I want you to find out what the hell is going on and report back to me personally. So, get your arse of that bed and get yourself out of here any way you like. But you can’t blame me, I can’t be connected to you!’ The Brigadier shook Edward’s hand. ‘Good luck!’ The door clicked shut.” RussiaThrillerEspionageContemporary FictionSpy ThrillerAdventure FictionRealistic FictionPolitical ThrillerMilitary FictionSpy Novel Book:Maskirovka Source: Maskirovka
“Edward, along with The King and Sir Oleg’s other guests, was glued to the rolling news reports of little green men in London. There were endless drone shots of Buckingham Palace surrounded by foreign tanks. Edward soon realised that the “news” items were constantly re-fuelled by speculation and counter speculation, rumour and counter rumour, real news and fake news. There was even a short piece to camera about the probable abdication of The King.” RussiaThrillerEspionageContemporary FictionSpy ThrillerAdventure FictionRealistic FictionPolitical ThrillerMilitary FictionSpy Novel Book:Maskirovka Source: Maskirovka