The second slick escapade from Adkins, this time featuring Charlie Salt, an art director at National Geographic and hard at work on a Star Wars feature. Then the story researcher is killed; Charlie is being tailed (he's forced to kill a man to escape); and his friend Nikolai, a cultural attachÃ‰ at the Soviet Embassy, turns out to be a KGB honcho. Nikolai assigns Charlie a KGB bodyguard--and confesses that the KGB has their own agenda: they want Charlie's Star Wars' revelations in print for leverage at the international bargaining table (the US, you see, has maintained they've never produced the weapons' systems Charlie has located). Evading nefarious Pentagon types, East/West thugs, and his own magazine editors, who want to kill his story, Charlie turns to photographer Jillian for solace, but even that is short-lived: her abiding commitment is only to her f-stop. Eventually, after twists, turns, and derring-do reminiscent of Six Days of the Condor, Charlie, the amateur, eludes the pros and saves the day--maybe even the world. Charlie's certainly a more appealing character than the grating heroine of Cookie, but, still, this fast and furious read seems little more than a TV movie waiting to happen.