MOLASBA

M-O-L-A-S-B-A. Jason Sanbourne is the only CIA agent who knows the meaning of this secret call for help. At a terrorist camp, far up the Timburong River, deep within the Sultanate of Brunei, Samadi plots his coup. Beyond the river’s headwaters, beyond the mountain peaks, Hollywood’s Carter Lance Movie Productions is filming a war-action movie. The restored WWII fighter planes are ready for their close-ups. When the director yells, “ACTION!”, the terrorists are in for a big surprise. Once again, those who would stifle freedom and install intolerant regimes are on the move. Seeking to unravel a complex, interwoven plot, the reader is taken from the marble halls of power in Washington to the battered walls of a failed state in Africa, from the grimy shores of an secretive Iranian ship yard, to the crystalline beaches of a modern Sultan’s palace, and from the back lots of Hollywood to the front lines of real-life action.