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“As he went down the steps to the street, something was troubling him. Something about the Vietcong officer, his face, the expression of frozen astonishment. At the end of the street passers-by turned to look at the young lawyer who threw back his head and laughed at the madness of Fate. Absently he rubbed his left hand where the one-time enemy's hot nut oil in the tunnel had scalded him.”

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Avenger

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Frederick Forsyth
Frederick Forsyth

Frederick Forsyth, born on August 25, 1938, is a renowned British author known for his political thrillers. His works are characterized by their realism and suspense, often based on real events, and have gained him a wide readership around the world. more

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