Not “too many months” after dispatching a tricky submarine issue in The Hunt for Red October, young Jack Ryan faces a deadly East German foe.
The trouble starts in 1985, near Area 51 in Nevada, where UFO believers witness a flash in the night sky and anticipate an extraterrestrial visit. Only the East German spy who happens to be among them suspects an earthly explanation. A woman guides him through a mountainous area, where he discovers the remains of a U.S. military aircraft he correctly presumes to be “beyond big” in importance. Making off with a small piece of the wing he must somehow smuggle across the Iron Curtain, he leaves a trail of dead and wounded in his wake. The U.S. suspects that someone has removed a piece of secret radar-absorbing material from the wreckage. Meanwhile in West Berlin, a low-level Foreign Service officer is asked to meet a possible defector, an encounter that takes a terrible turn. Meanwhile (this story has lots of meanwhiles), the East German aeronautical physicist Dr. Uwe Hauptman is doing important research on radar-absorbing surfaces. The CIA suspects it has a mole, whom they code-name Fledermaus. Jack Ryan and Mary Pat Foley cross through Checkpoint Charlie into East Berlin and bypass the “Anti-Fascist Protection Rampart,” known to us bourgeoisie as the Berlin Wall. There, they face a peck of trouble, but luckily, “Ryan wasn't exactly a neophyte when it came to hairy situations,” nor is Foley to be mistaken for a shrinking violet. Cameron is but one of the authors who so skillfully maintains the Clancy legacy that began in the 1980s. The many characters are all spot-on, the scope is wide-ranging, and the action reaches to the dreaded Hohenschönhausen Prison—readers are guaranteed to hate the freckle-faced guard Mitzi Graff as much as they will admire Ryan and Foley.
So well-adapted to the entire series, this could have been the late Tom Clancy’s second novel.