Choke Point — Charles D. Taylor

The battle zone wasn't Asia or Europe. It was America's own back yard - the Caribbean. The bluffing was over. The game of pawns, of move and countermove, had reached a stalemate. The time of naked confrontation had arrived. A Soviet battle fleet faced the naval might of the U.S. And now it was a question of who had the fighting power - and the nerve to use it . . .