Many years ago I wrote a rather sardonic espionage thriller, The Hungarian Game, that became a minor best-seller. About 520,000 copies were peddled in a number of languages worldwide, and it earned quite a lot of favorable reviews as well. (And a few brickbats - but let's not touch that one, okay?) I didn't write a sequel because I felt I'd said all I had to say on the subject. A few years ago, however, the political situation and the systematic corruption and dismemberment of America's intell community in the runup to war made me realize I did have more to say on the subject. And so I returned to my trusty Underwood, adding a few more wry comments by way of a rousing adventure yarn, The Last Days of Las Vegas, the opening chapters of which can be read here. The initial publication had some problems (let's not touch that either, okay?) and I revised it recently. The new revision will soon be published and available for sale Now that I've finished Last Days, I'm writing a tale about bigotry and greed, Big Gap, set in a remote corner of a western state.You can read Chapter One here, but the other chapters are still in the wrestling stage. (Hemingway famously said, "First drafts are shit." He was right.)
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