“For the first time they confronted each other. These two who had played murderous hide-and-seek for three long years across ten thousand square miles of bush. ‘Ja!’Fleischer’s jubilant bellow as he swung and sighted the pistol at the man in the water below him. ‘This time!’aiming carefully, steadying the Luger with both hands.” The hunt is on… for revenge. Flynn Patrick O’Flynn is an Irish-American poacher and conman who has spent the last few years taunting the military commander Herman Fleischer in the jungles of German East Africa. When young Sebastian Oldsmith joins O’Flynn as aide and apprentice, he’s eager to follow in his footsteps. But as the world changes in the shadow of the Great War, Fleischer takes terrible action against the two men. Driven by revenge and fury, Oldsmith and O’Flynn join the British naval forces in order to destroy the Germans, and a shocking plan is formed. Can two of Africa’s greatest hunters bring down one of the greatest battleships in the world?
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About the Author
Wilbur Smith (Author)
Wilbur Smith is a worldwide phenomenon. His readership has built up over fifty-five years of writing.
Born in Central Africa in 1933, Wilbur became a full-time writer in 1964 following the success of When the Lion Feeds, and has since published over forty global bestsellers, including the Courtney Series, the Ballantyne Series, the Egyptian Series, the Hector Cross Series and many successful standalone novels, all meticulously researched on his numerous expeditions worldwide.
The establishment of the Wilbur & Niso Smith Foundation in 2015 cemented Wilbur's passion for empowering writers, promoting literacy and advancing adventure writing as a genre. The foundation's flagship programme is the Wilbur Smith Adventure Writing Prize.
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Tom Harper (Author)
Tom Harper is the author of thirteen thrillers and historical adventures including The Orpheus Descent, Black River and Lost Temple. Research for his novels has taken him all over the world, from the high Arctic to the heart of the Amazon jungle. He lives with his family in York. For more information about Tom's books, visit www.tom-harper.co.uk.
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Flynn Patrick O’Flynn was an ivory poacher by profession, and modestly he admitted that he was the best on the east coast of Africa.
Rachid El Keb was an exporter of precious stones, of women for the harems and great houses of Arabia and India, and of illicit ivory. This he admitted only to his trusted clients; to the rest he was a rich-and respectable owner of coastal shipping.
In an afternoon during the monsoon of 1912, drawn together by their mutual interest in pachyderms, Flynn and Rachid sat in the back room of El Keb’s shop in the Arab quarter of Zanzibar, and drank tea from tiny brass thimbles. The hot tea made Flynn O’Flynn perspire even more than usual. It was so humid hot in the room that the flies sat in languid stupor upon the low ceiling.
‘Listen, Kebby, you lend me just one of those stinking little ships of yours and I’ll fill her so high with tusks, she’ll damn nigh sink.’
‘Ah!’ replied El Keb carefully, and went on waving the palm-leaf fan in his own face – a face that resembled that of a suspicious parrot with a straggly, goatee beard.
‘Have I ever let you down yet?’ Flynn demanded aggressively, and a drop of sweat fell from the tip of his nose onto his already damp shirt.
‘Ah!’ El Keb repeated.
‘This scheme has a flair. It has the touch of greatness to it. This scheme …’ Flynn paused to find a suitable adjective, ‘ … this scheme is Napoleonic. It is Caesarian!’
‘Ah!’ El Keb said again, and refilled his tea cup. Lifting it delicately between thumb and forefinger, he sipped before speaking. ‘It is necessary only that I should risk the total destruction of a sixty-foot dhow worth …’ prudently he inflated the figure, ‘ … two thousand English pounds?’
‘Against an almost certain recovery of twenty thousand,’ Flynn cut in quickly, and El Keb smiled a little, almost dreamily.
‘You’d put the profits so high?’ he asked.
That’s the lowest figure. Good God, Kebby! There hasn’t been a shot fired in the Ruffiji basin for twenty years. You know damn well it’s the Kaiser’s private hunting reserve. The Jumbo are so thick in there I could round them up and drive them in like sheep.’ Involuntarily Flynn’s right forefinger crooked and twitched as though it were already curled around a trigger.
‘Madness,’ whispered El Keb, with the gold gloat softening the shape of his lips. ‘You’d sail into the Ruffiji river from the sea, hoist the Union Jack on one of the islands in the delta and fill the dhow with German ivory. Madness.’
‘The Germans have formally annexed none of those islands. I’d be in and out again before Berlin had sent their first cable to London. With ten of my gun-boys hunting, we’d fill the dhow in two weeks.’
‘The Germans would have a gunboat there in a week. They’ve got the Blücher lying at Dar es Salaam under steam, heavy cruiser with nine-inch guns.’
‘We’d be under protection of the British flag. They couldn’t dare touch us – not on the high seas – not with things the way they are now between England and Germany.’
‘Mr O’Flynn, I was led to believe you were a citizen of the United States of America.’
‘You damn right I am.’ Flynn sat up a little straighter, a little more proudly.
‘You’d need a British captain for the dhow,’ El Keb mused, and stroked his beard thoughtfully.
‘Jesus, Kebby, you didn’t think I was fool enough to sail that cow in myself?’ Flynn looked pained. ‘I’ll find someone else to do that, and to sail her out again through the Imperial German navy. Me, I’m going to walk in from my base camp in Portuguese Mozambique and go out the same way.’
‘Forgive me.’ El Keb smiled again. ‘I underestimated you.’ He stood up quickly. The splendour of the great jewelled dagger at his waist was somewhat spoiled by the unwashed white of his ankle-length robe. ‘Mr O’Flynn, I think I have just the man to captain your dhow for you. But first it is necessary to alter his financial circumstances so that he might be willing to accept employment.’
Copyright © Wilbur Smith 1968.