Waltzing in the Shadows is an epic tale of espionage when the Cold War began to thaw. It relates the cracking of the Iron Curtain and the rise of the Islamic Brotherhood and other radical Islamic groups. A US Army sergeant is assigned to the embassy in Vienna and befriends many Austrians, a girl working for the Austrian government among them. He learns he’s been caught up in a Honey Trap, an effort by a foreign intelligence service, to gain access to American secrets. His Austrian friends stands by him and their relationship blossoms into a life-long commitment. Readers will enjoy an American’s vision of beautiful Vienna and the life and pleasures of Austria. Waltzing in the Shadows is appropriate for readers of all ages who wish to relive or learn about such an interesting period.
Excerpt
Thousands of miles from Washington, an ancient ruin sat high in the Zargos Mountains of West Asia. Part of Iran, Iraq and Syria, the mountains protected the headquarters of the Society of Seven Angels, nestled deep beneath the ruins where it had hidden for centuries.
Cotan, a Yazidi protégé of the society‘s leader, hurried into the room filled with shelves holding countless scrolls, manuscripts and books of many ages.
“The Austrian met and appears to be friendly with the soldier selected to work in the embassy, Mawlawi Berzan,” he reported.
“I thank you for the information, my son. Do we know when they will both be in Vienna?”
Cotan replied, “Not yet, Most Honored One. We know that he will be going there soon but do not yet have an indication when she will follow.”
The leader of the Society of Seven Angels thanked his agent for the information and watched him leave. He stared out the window at the barren landscape.
“I think we picked the right person in Weber,” he mused. “She seems to be discrete and well-trained. The American is an amateur. Will he do the right thing with the information we feed him through her?”
The arrival of a messenger bringing him coded information from one of his many agents in Tehran interrupted his pondering. He spent the next hour decoding the message and deciding what to do with it. It went temporarily into one of the numerous cubbyholes against the wall to await the proper time to disseminate it to an untried and untested individual.
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