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Someone has organized the inner city's toughest gangs, trained and armed them with sophisticated weaponry, and set them loose on the streets. By the time the police and politicos can act, it's too late: the ruthless armies of the night have turned America into a war zone. Every home and public place is a potential target. No one is safe. In one brutal instant, Professor David Holden had lost all a man could lose. Now the ex-Navy SEAL commando is fighting the war only a desperate man can wage. And once he's begun, no force on earth can stop him.

That message and a bloody finger are all Hank Frost finds after he loses his prize charge to terrorist kidnappers. And to get Balsam back, the fast-talking, fast-shooting, one-eyed mercenary captain has to gut his way through a sado-masochist torture team, neo-Nazi gunmen and a vastly powerful Fourth Reich conspiracy. The French police are after Frost, and so is Israeli Intelligence and the beautiful Mossad agent Marita, who claims to be Balsam's daughter. From Chicago to Paris, to the Bavarian Alps, from terrorist assaults to torture sessions, Hank Frost is in trouble.

Hank Frost, the one-eyed merc Captain with the mile-long string of eye patch jokes, the overused nine mm and a low-budget bank account, loses the commission on a multi-million-dollar deal and to keep on eating, hires out for a vendetta against the Burmese drug warlords. With a mercenary commando team, Frost penetrates the steaming Southeast Asian jungles to knock off the kingpin of the raw opium trade and avenge a savage murder.

Hank Frost, the one-eyed mercenary captain, goes on a vicious blood-hunt into the jungles of war-torn Central Africa, carrying his vendetta against the kill-crazy rogue commander who massacred Frost's outfit down to the very last man. The trail leads him into a three-sided ground war between communist terrorist butchers, a bloody-handed puppet dictator, and the CIA's own revolutionary army.

As a freelance writer, Jack Naile was used to getting an occasional letter from one of his readers, but when one of those readers sent him a clipping from a magazine, it would not only change his life, but could alter the course of history as well. The clipping had a photo, taken in Nevada in 1903, of a street scene, including a story with a sign, "Jack Naile - General Merchandise". The Nevada town's historian sent him a photo of the 19th century Jack Naile, what had seemed like an interesting coincidence immediately became much more bizarre.