O'Farrell's Law

On the eve of a vital CIA assignment, an agent's hesitation leads him to the brink of disaster

His grandfather was a lawman too. That's how Charles O'Farrell rationalizes his work. He keeps a picture of his ancestor by his bed, a faded sepia portrait of a short, plain-looking man made remarkable only by the long-barreled Colt strapped to his hip. His grandfather killed to make the frontier safe - O'Farrell has the faded newspaper clippings to prove it. In the service of America, O'Farrell kills too. But his killings never make the front page.

A trained CIA assassin, O'Farrell lives like a machine, operating according to a perfect routine because routine keeps him sharp. Routine keeps killers from getting killed. But now, as he readies his next hit, a terrible twist will disrupt his once meticulous process. Doubt has begun to creep into Charles O'Farrell's mind, and in a business where even the smallest hesitation can spell certain death, doubt is very dangerous indeed.