E. Howard Hunt

He sat on the unyielding boards of the passenger-carbench, smelling the rank effluvia of crowded bodies, vodka,and the stench of the communal parasha at the end of thecar. Around him huddled ragged men, women, and babies,most of them like himself freed from siblagsthe correc-tional labor camps of...

A könyv gerince megtört, a fedlapok kissé repedezettek. Jay Black seems to be the epitome of the successful American: affluent owner of an advertising agency, husband and father of a beautiful family, with a ski chalet in Aspen and a yacht in the Florida keys, mover in the cultural and glamorous...