SYNOPSIS
The cold and ruthless killings of several Bollywood studio heads has Jeff
DACOSTA written all over them but the Chief of Police is frustrated. DACOSTA
is an expert hitman who has never been arrested because he's so hard to
catch and because his alibis are always rock solid. He's also something of a
freak with his obsession with fashion, his bespoke suits hand tailored in Hong Kong, his love of weapons and his elegant lifestyle.
But unlike his earlier assassinations, DACOSTA has left a clue this time and it's
eating at the Chief. Why did Jeff let the superstar actress see him? And why
didn't she identify him in the line-up? It is six days until the Chief retires and he
is determined to arrest DACOSTA at all costs, and so a cat and mouse game
ensues. The noose is tightening around DACOSTA, but the hitman is hard to
catch and hard to kill because he follows the rigorous code of the samurai:
"One who is a samurai must, before all things, keep constantly in mind, by
day and by night, the fact that he has to die. That is his chief business."
Someone will betray DACOSTA, but who? The underworld Don who hired
him? The film mogul he is stalking? The streetwalkers who provide him with
his alibis? The Bollywood diva who witnessed his crime? Because DACOSTA
has uncovered a secret, one that unnerves the Don who hired him so much
that he puts out a contract on DACOSTA. With both the police and the
underworld gunning for him, DACOSTA has nowhere to go.
As the game reaches checkmate, and the story reaches its climax, both the
hunter and the hunted know, "There is no solitude greater than a samurai's,
except perhaps that of a tiger in the jungle."
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