Boys' own, ripping yarn; wannabe James Bland; IQ: .007. However, the author unwittingly outlines CIA involvement in the drugs trade, via the Tennessee mule trains bringing weapons and guns to the mujahideen and, then, leaving the country loaded up with saddle bags full of opium; something, I gather, he wasn't supposed to see - or mention. The author paid the price: he absconded to continental Europe, once he realised he'd mentioned something he shouldn't have. His body was later found in a disused warehouse. Official disclaimers followed: apparently the death was carried out by former SAS colleagues of his, harbouring a grudge of some description; the individual in question was never inducted into the SAS (he had failed induction; he was a fantasist, given to wild flights of fancy as to his soldiering), etc. Plausible deniability. QED. Just another liar and statistic, as with CIA asset/trained assassin, Roland Haas. Sic transit gloria mundi. All care taken; no responsibility accepted.