โ Scribed by John Creasey
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
When an outbreak of small-shop robberies culminates in vicious murder, Superintendent West becomes convinced that an organised gang is at workโone whose leaders will stop at nothing in order to safeguard themselves.
Can he convince his superiors, and intervene effectively before more lives are lost?
Can he restrain a man intent on revenge, whose wife and unborn child have perished at the hands of the killers?
More violence is to follow, and West himself is to run grave risk before the amazing truth is revealed
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