Aggressor

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I doubt very much if Aggressor would have been written with the support of Ali, our respective families, and our friends. I know for a fact it would not have been written without much tolerance, patience and help from colleagues at Jane’s and JDW, Bruce Richardson, Mark Lucas, and Bill Scott-Kerr. To everyone… thanks.

The Russian VIP and his Syrian host paused on the metal gangway. To the Russian the centrifugal compressor didn’t look like much — just angular pieces of metal joined by solid Soviet riveting — but the deafening howl of the gas turbines and the energy which shook the platform told him otherwise.

He mopped the sweat from his brow and looked to his host, then towards the door. The Syrian Minister of the Interior seemed to take the hint. The militiaman swung the door and gestured the two men outside with a deep, exaggerated bow.

‘Congratulations, Minister,’ the Syrian said, the noise of the turbines behind them. ‘It is a masterpiece.’

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