If they're going to take you, let them take you with your eyes open. That's the credo of Clifford Driscoll, the American spy at the center of Snark, the follow-up to William DeAndrea's Edgar award-winning Cronus. Driscoll has gone by many names in his short, eventful life, and he's just borrowed another: that of Jeffrey Bellman, an agent his Russian enemies at Cronus consider dead. As the son of a formidable secret intelligence director, Driscoll/Bellman is used to all kinds of existential ducking and weaving.
The new Bellman is sent to England to find Sir Lewis Alfot, a missing former British intelligence chief. He hasn't even left the London airport, though, before assassins target him. They come courtesy of Leo Calvin, a terrorist Bellman's dealt with in the past -- and Calvin has just kidnapped Alfot as bait. Can Bellman stop Calvin in his tracks, and is Alfot, for his part, as respectable and law-abiding as he seems?