Seawitch

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Lord Worth was used to getting what he wanted. He was a billionaire—a tycoon with his own oil company, his own intelligence agency, and his own military bodyguard. But when he went up against the world's biggest oil companies, he met his match:
The Seawitch was his pet project—a revolutionary deep-sea drilling rig which promised an almost endless supply of cheap oil. With the Seawitch in full operation, Lord Worth could afford to undersell all the major oil companies—or so he thought
He didn't count on an international conspiracy by his rivals to destroy him—and the Seawitch—forever. It would be a co-ordinated attack on his whole personal empire—by land, sea, and air. And it would be deadly. . . .
In charge was a man named John Cronkite, a free-lance trouble shooter for the oil industry—skilled in the use of explosives, and utterly ruthless. He would stop at .nothing to make sure his job was carried out—with a vengeance. . . .
Lord Worth was forced to turn to the only two men... Tovább

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Lord Worth was used to getting what he wanted. He was a billionaire—a tycoon with his own oil company, his own intelligence agency, and his own military bodyguard. But when he went up against the world's biggest oil companies, he met his match:
The Seawitch was his pet project—a revolutionary deep-sea drilling rig which promised an almost endless supply of cheap oil. With the Seawitch in full operation, Lord Worth could afford to undersell all the major oil companies—or so he thought
He didn't count on an international conspiracy by his rivals to destroy him—and the Seawitch—forever. It would be a co-ordinated attack on his whole personal empire—by land, sea, and air. And it would be deadly. . . .
In charge was a man named John Cronkite, a free-lance trouble shooter for the oil industry—skilled in the use of explosives, and utterly ruthless. He would stop at .nothing to make sure his job was carried out—with a vengeance. . . .
Lord Worth was forced to turn to the only two men who could save him—two very talented private eyes named Mitchell and Roomer. But their services were not for sale— at any price. Instead they worked cheap for causes they believed in, and Lord Worth wasn't one of them. . . .
His two beautiful daughters were something else again. Mitchell and Roomer happened to be in love with them— and that was incentive enough. But time was running out for all of them. . . .
Alistair MacLcan
SEAWITCH Vissza