The armistice has been all but signed. As one master operative puts it,"The Cold War has lost its Freon." And as people all over the worldrejoice, America's intelligence profession prepares to cut backoperations. With the old East-West rivalry gone, the planet has nofurther need for spies. So it would seem. Fortunately, Devereaux - the spy they call November - knows better. Evennow, he finds himself and his implacable nemesis locked in a deadlybattle. The backdrop is a secret war of terrorism waged by an insidiousmastermind combining the bloodiest back-alley tactics of Irishrepublicanism with the sleek financial machinations of Wall Street. Andexploits them both.For Devereaux, this mission becomes more than another assignmentreluctantly undertaken for his long-standing employer, R Section. It'sdeeply personal: an assassin has struck at Rita Macklin, the journalistwhose love he has at last begun to accept and reciprocate. Behind theattacks is a man who has proven to have many identities and many lives,a killer without conscience or country, now seeking his final revengeagainst the November Man. Now Devereaux has but a single goal: killHenry McGee, before he can strike again.