Somebody in Southeast Asia was hijacking American fighter planes. Not one at a time. In bunches.

If Sam could get to a certain mountaintop he might find the answer. But between Sam and the mountain was a countryside aflame with bloody riots, some very sadistic secret police, a network of freelance assassins, a CIA buddy who had gone psycho, and an unknown and very dangerous traitor.

Durell's only hope lay with Pala Mir, a very lethal young lovely - granddaughter of the mysterious White Rajah who lived on the mountaintop.

The mountain wouldn't come to Sam. But maybe the girl would...