When his wife dies in his arms during a terrorist attack, American diplomat Richard Matthews walks away from diplomacy vowing to bring to justice the man responsible for her death.
Richard Matthews, a third generation diplomat, walks away from diplomacy after his wife dies in his arms in a terrorist attack. He vows to bring to justice the man responsible for her death—Robert Adler, an old college nemesis who has risen to command the field operations of the CIA. Both are searching for witnesses—one to enlist their aid, the other to silence them. As Richard gets closer to finding a dead man who will talk, Adler throws every tactic he commands at Richard, finally enlisting Terra McIntyre to serve as Richard’s typist and Adler’s mole. Caught between two formidable opposing forces—Richard’s fanatical drive for revenge and Adler’s equally zealous quest to shut him down—Terra is forced to sift for the truth behind the mind games. And she is like black market nitroglycerin, unpredictable and dangerous to either man, even the one she ultimately decides to trust. Finally, lives hang in the balance, when it all comes down to a point of honor.
It wasn’t until he turned east that the lights came up in his mirror and stayed there. “Damn trucks,” he muttered. He moved to the slow lane to give the big rig a chance to pass him. It stayed in his lane and crept closer. The chill that had gripped him on the hillside bored deeper. He accelerated, but the truck stayed with him. Ahead, he saw an S-curve warning. Then he noticed that there was no longer a third lane for traffic. The shoulder of the road dropped away to nothing but the valley below. The truck closed the gap between them to less than a car length. Richard pressed the accelerator harder. He swept through the curve, relieved to see hillside on both sides of the road again. The next sign warned of another curve—speed limit 35 miles per hour. He glanced at the speedometer. Sixty. And the truck was gaining. The needle crept past 65 when he felt the bump from behind. His hands gripped the wheel desperately as the little car veered over the center line. He fought it back to his lane. He downshifted and floored the accelerator.
This stunt pulled him away from the truck. He swerved into the other lane and hit the brakes. The truck bore in on him, and he realized that he would be crushed between it and the rock cut beside him long before he could drop behind the truck. Once again, he surged ahead of the truck. The speedometer read 70 now and he saw the yellow reflection of another curve sign ahead. There were no shoulders to pull onto, and if there were, the big truck would just run over him there. He searched for a side road. Finally, his headlights illuminated a break in the trees a quarter-mile ahead of him. He would have to hope it was a road instead of a drop into the valley. He begged the little car for one last burst of speed. The speedometer went as far as it would go—85—and stayed there. He drew ahead of the truck—one, two lengths—then hit the brakes, downshifted and yanked the wheel hard to the right. The tires squealed, and the truck clipped the left rear bumper. The car fishtailed and the right rear fender bashed into a tree, but Richard regained control and threw dirt into the forest as he forced the car up the fire road. It bottomed out in some ruts and bounced nearly out of control, but he wrestled it along. He looked in the mirror, but no lights reflected back at him. The road snaked through the trees, barely wide enough for the little car. He slowed and let the car creep its way up the trail to a clearing, where he stopped. He fell out of the car to the ground and gulped air like a parched man drinks at an oasis.
Slowly, his racing pulse returned to normal. Now he wondered if the order had been given to silence him.
Really, really enjoyed this book
More Than a Point of Honor is a VERY good read. The tension between the main characters is well developed and carries the story from one high point to the next as the reader wonders what will happen next. I only put it down when I had to go to work, then picked it up immediately upon getting home.
Point of Honor
Point of Honor is an absolute must read! Couldn't put it down til I was finished. It pulls you in and sends you on a great ride. Buy it and enjoy it.