Way to the North — Gordon Ward

Karl Lund is still running!

Karl Lund learned in 'Nam to keep one step ahead of the enemy. Now, again, he was running for his life, even though he had gone to Italy in order to chill out and stop running from his life.

Someone had fingered Lund as the reason a drug deal had gone sour and the man who owned the heroin wanted a piece of him in return. Karl wasn't up against something as simple as the Mob: The dealer was a Soviet colonel with a plan-sell enough to escape from behind the Iron Curtain. With the money gone and the KGB breathing down his neck, Kruglov was desperate. He wasn't going to go down alone!

No one cared that it was a case of mistaken identity: Lund would have to remember everything he had learned in the jungles of Southeast Asia in order to escape. The terrain was different, yeah, but the game was the same: Stay Alive.