Book Description

It was in 1991 when two soldiers, one an officer, Lt Jeremy Carver, and the other a female Sergeant, Heather Calvert, fell into the hands of an IRA ‘nutting squad . . .’ . . . Jeremy and Heathers’ worst fears were realised when they turned north off the road between Belleek and Petigoe in Co Fermanagh, and headed towards a multitude of derelict buildings . . . It was there that the heat spots appeared on the infra-red systems in the Puma helicopter. The eight Marine Commandos abseiled down and entered the building . . . to their horror . . . Two days later, David Carver, a Brigadier in the SAS, silently, in the morgue, whispered to his son . . . Jeremy, I swear that the evil bastards that have done this to you, will very, very slowly learn what it is like to die. To die a death far worse than what you and your faithful Sergeant have suffered, this will be my epitaph, my eternal promise to you . . . One man’s determination to avenge the torture to death, of his very own, and he would metre out his own justice . . . and he did . . . ! From the very beginning to the astonishing and totally unexpected ending, the action is relentless, the sheer realism, the ferocity; and the events that happened, all of which leaves such an impregnable and indelible footprint on the mind of the reader . . .