THE recrudesence of the scholar sleuth-cum-spy Professor Tom Wilde is complete with his return to duty in a compelling concept '-- the substantiation of Adolf Hitler's procreational powers.
Did the Fuehrer have a love child?
Was this the offspring from the coupling of the warlord's loins with those of a sycophantic follower?
Not that of Eva Bruan, the warmonger's mistress and shortlived wife-for-a-day who died by his side in that Berlin bunker.
But rather was this the product of an incestuous bonding between the tyranical tormentor and his niece Geli Raubal, daughter of his half sister.
Herin lies the essence of the author's work.
For the unholy mystique of the German dictator and destroyer of world social order had at its core his relationship with women.
He was worshipped by the flaxen-haired women of the Reich beholden to the aura of the tyranical tormentor.
But could the godlike Fuehrer be seen to have feet of clay?
His " moral compass" would be utterly discredited and so provide his enemies with a masterly propaganda tool.
This then the remit, the order of battle so to speak.
Bring on the super sleuth, cut to the chase, find this love child.
And also expose Hitler's henchman Martin Bormann as the killer of the love child's mother.
The deering do of Professor Wilde has been evidenced in the earlier books.
Now he is pitched into war-torn Germany and given the task of bringing Hitler's daughter to the " safety" of England.
The route is both tortuous and torturous, but the wiles of Mr Wilde abound again.
Enemies are confronted and hurdles overcome with adroitness and sheer luck
Success is always assured.
Classic Clements storytelling.
Yet again.
Did the Fuehrer have a love child?
Was this the offspring from the coupling of the warlord's loins with those of a sycophantic follower?
Not that of Eva Bruan, the warmonger's mistress and shortlived wife-for-a-day who died by his side in that Berlin bunker.
But rather was this the product of an incestuous bonding between the tyranical tormentor and his niece Geli Raubal, daughter of his half sister.
Herin lies the essence of the author's work.
For the unholy mystique of the German dictator and destroyer of world social order had at its core his relationship with women.
He was worshipped by the flaxen-haired women of the Reich beholden to the aura of the tyranical tormentor.
But could the godlike Fuehrer be seen to have feet of clay?
His " moral compass" would be utterly discredited and so provide his enemies with a masterly propaganda tool.
This then the remit, the order of battle so to speak.
Bring on the super sleuth, cut to the chase, find this love child.
And also expose Hitler's henchman Martin Bormann as the killer of the love child's mother.
The deering do of Professor Wilde has been evidenced in the earlier books.
Now he is pitched into war-torn Germany and given the task of bringing Hitler's daughter to the " safety" of England.
The route is both tortuous and torturous, but the wiles of Mr Wilde abound again.
Enemies are confronted and hurdles overcome with adroitness and sheer luck
Success is always assured.
Classic Clements storytelling.
Yet again.