North Korea Spy

Ian McAllister has searched the world over, hunting for that all-elusive perfect photograph. He finds it on a tourist trip to North Korea when he stumbles upon a young street kid foraging for roots. Unaware that this single act will brand him a spy and cost his freedom, Ian takes the shot. Now, he must pay the penalty.

Jack Steele survived the first Gulf War, Bosnia, and his time as a UN peacekeeper. As a captain and tank commander, he saw the dark side of war. Two UN officials have gone missing. They were last seen in the Tumen Triangle. A 324-mile river that borders Russia, China, and North Korea, it’s a place few Westerners have heard of or understand. It would be a prize-winning story if he could crack it. Sometimes fate puts a person where they need to be - and then he saw the child fall beneath the ice. When Steele rescued the boy, it was the first domino to fall.

Colton Smith, US Army veteran, country music star, and Occupy Wall Street anti-one-percenter terrorist. While inside prison, his singing made him a YouTube phenomenon, catching the eye of North Korean Supreme Leader, Kim Jong-un. Three young Americans visiting North Korea on holiday are jailed and tortured, and it’s up to Mr. Smith to pave the way for their escape. On this rare occasion, the CIA and the FBI work together to penetrate the hermit kingdom and bring the Americans home, all under the leader’s nose. Just when he thinks it’s all pizza and karaoke.

In King of Spies, prize-winning journalist and bestselling author of Escape From Camp 14, Blaine Harden, reveals one of the most astonishing – and previously untold – spy stories of the twentieth century. Donald Nichols was 'a one man war', according to his US Air Force commanding general. He won the Distinguished Service Cross, along with a chest full of medals for valor and initiative in the Korean War. His commanders described Nichols as the bravest, most resourceful and effective spymaster of that forgotten war. But there is far more to Donald Nichols' story than first meets the eye . . .