The real-life world of espionage can, it appears, be every bit as glamorous, perilous, duplicitous and erotically charged as the most sensational fiction. Elaborating his father’s unfinished memoirs, Carlos Mundy had crafted an unforgettable account of a career in MI6 during the most dangerous period of recent European history: the years of the Second World War and its aftermath.



After escaping from a Gestapo internment camp in France and illegally entering Spain, Rodney Mundy found himself imprisoned again. But the British Embassy secured his release and recruited him as a spy for MI6. Entering high society Madrid, Mundy soon met prominent Fascists, Nazis, agents and double agents, film stars and exotic dancers as well as the nobility and royal families of much of Europe. What followed was a series of thrilling adventures that took him to Cairo and Jerusalem, eventually leading to a violent showdown in Costa Rica.



With his good looks making him irresistible to all, Mundy seems to have had more dangerous liaisons than even James Bond. To protect the innocent and bridge the gaps in his father’s writings, Carlos Mundy has blurred the line between fact and fiction, presenting the story as a novel. But in a world where deception is the name of the deadly game, nothing could be stranger than the truth.