And so begins Ross's gripping story, filled with the stuff of spy thrillers. At various times, his remarkable tale has him racing down Germany's Autobahn with an explosive-filled compartment attached to the underside of his car, holding covert meetings with Mossad sources all over Southeast Asia, and going undercover to Mumbai to stop an Indian scientist from selling missile technology to Libya.
One particularly interesting - and, today, relevant - part of the story is Ross's involvement in the Israeli struggle against Iran's nuclear program, long before this issue was making daily front-page news. At one point, he is dispatched to Iran itself under the cover of exploring the possibility of doing business with the Islamic Republic, in order to investigate the ayatollahs' progress toward realizing their nuclear aspirations. Pretending to be on a casual day trip from Tehran, he secretly gathers soil samples from a location near one of Iran's nuclear complexes so that Israeli scientists can analyze them.
Later, he takes an even more active role when, on a mission in South Africa, he pretends to be from South African security and kidnaps two Iranian agents who are in the country trying to procure weapon technology. Taking them to an empty warehouse, he beats them savagely and tells them that they are not wanted in South Africa, before dropping them off at the airport. Afterward, he admits to himself that he was so violent not only because that was his assignment, but also because of his own frustration at "suicide bombings" and "anti-Semitism." He then goes on a tour of South Africa's wine farms to get "soundly drunk."
This scene is described very skillfully, with detail and complexity.