Jerusalem, 1920. The war to end all wars has ended, but the real game has only begun. A young American journalist arrives in the Holy City chasing a story and finds instead an enigma: Major James Schuyler Grim, an American secret agent working for British interests, who moves through the city's teeming souks and smoky backrooms like a ghost with a grudge. The French are scheming. The Arabs are restless. The Zionists are arriving in waves. And at the center of it all stands Grim, playing a dangerous game of empires where every ally is also a potential betrayer. What begins as a journalist's assignment becomes a descent into a world of assassins, double agents, and ancient hatreds reawakened by modern ambitions. Mundy writes with the breathless urgency of someone who knows the fuse is lit but not which bomb will detonate first. For readers who crave adventure with geopolitical teeth, this is pulp fiction that accidentally predicted the next century of conflict.
