Operation Barracude (Tom Clancy's Splinter Cell, Book 2)
a continual video-game tie-in novel sequence "created by" Tom Clancy, yet written via quite a few authors less than the pseudonym David Michaels
As a part of a top-secret initiative referred to as 3rd Echelon, nationwide protection enterprise targeted operative Sam Fisher has been given license to undercover agent, thieve, damage, and assassinate to guard the USA. And he does...
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