by Philip E. High
Look down into the streets, the buildings, the parks. There is your battleground. Down there is the enemy--an enemy who wears no uniform. He walks behind you in the street, sits with you when you eat and perhaps swims beside you in a public pool. He may ask you for a light, sell you a flyer, or in another form, leave the smell of perfume on your pillow. The enemy is young and old, male and female and he is everywhere. Could such a situation arise ... or has it already arisen? In this exciting story novel, the author depicts a world at war. An undercover war, so skilfully manipulated that sixty per cent of the population are unaware of its existence. Yet, daily, the casualty figures climb higher and higher...