When Sean Burke saved me from that hell-hole of an Egyptian prison, I only knew I was damned glad to be out. I did not know that he was about to involve me in one of the world’s dirtiest and deadliest intrigues. All he told me was, we were going on a rescue mission into Sicily. 

          The daughter of an unsavory millionaire had been kidnaped by a notorious local bandit – which seemed reasonable enough. Kidnapping was, after all, on of Sicily’s oldest industries. I had not told Sean Burke about my Sicilian grandfather. Head of the Crime Syndicate. I decided it was safer to keep it a secret. So there I was. Stacey Wyatt, piano player, soldier of fortune, escaped prisoner, on his way to a second chance at life. Or was it death?