It was a horrible death. Maurice Questing was lured into a pool of boiling mud and left there to die. Chief Inspector Roderick Alleyn, far from home on a wartime quest for German agents, knows that any number of people could have killed him, the English exiles he’d hated, the New Zealanders he’d despised, the Maoris he’d insulted, or even the spies he’d thwarted—if he wasn’t a spy himself.
