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By Wilbur A. Smith

Hazel Bannock is the inheritor to the Bannock Oil Corp, one of many significant oil manufacturers with international succeed in. whereas cruising within the Indian Ocean, Hazel's deepest yacht is hijacked by means of African Muslim pirates. Hazel isn't really on board on the time, yet her nineteen 12 months outdated daughter, Cayla, is abducted and held to ransom. The pirates call for a crippling twenty billion buck ransom for her release.

Complicated political and diplomatic issues render the most important powers incapable of intervening. while Hazel is given proof of the awful torture which Cayla is being subjected to, she calls on Hector go to assist her rescue her daughter.

Hector is the landlord and operator of move Bow safety, the corporate that is shriveled to Bannock Oil to supply all their defense. he's a powerful scuffling with guy. among them Hazel and Hector are made up our minds to take the legislations into their very own arms.

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