By Tom Clancy
From Tom Clancy, the number one New York Times bestselling writer of the Jack Ryan novels--including his most modern blockbusters Command Authority and Threat Vector--comes a gripping tale of the Ryan kin below hearth. In an explosive wave of violence, an ultra-left-wing faction of the IRA is searching one guy for his act of salvation in an tried assassination. And now Jack Ryan needs to pay…with his existence.
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