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By Dick Francis, Felix Francis

Shell-shocked after wasting a foot in the course of his journey in Afghanistan, Captain Tom Forsyth returns to his estranged mother's condominium. His mom has consistently placed horses first and kinfolk final. yet now she's being blackmailed for a hefty sum per week and being compelled to make her horses lose. utilizing the talents he honed within the army, Tom units out to discover and defeat a hidden enemy prior to his mother's popularity is ruined, and he finally ends up again within the crossfire.

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He can’t run on the competition, no longer now. ” Pharmacist definitely didn't appear like a horse which can win a Gold Cup in six weeks’ time. Ian stood rigidly in the back of the couch, his white-knuckled palms gripping the corduroy textile to carry himself upright. “Bastards,” he whimpered. “I’ll kill the bastards who did this. ” i used to be no longer the one indignant younger guy in Lambourn. 2 to claim my homecoming used to be no longer a contented occasion do not need been an exaggeration. No “Hello, darling,” no kiss at the cheek, no fatted calf, not anything. yet no shock, both. My mom walked immediately prior me as though I were invisible, her face taut and her lips pursed. I knew that glance. She used to be approximately to cry yet wouldn't achieve this in public. To my wisdom, my mom had by no means cried in public. “Oh, hello,” my stepfather acknowledged when it comes to greeting, reluctantly shaking my provided hand. attractive to determine you too, i presumed yet made up our minds to not say. doubtless, as traditional, we'd struggle and argue over the arrival days yet now not this night. It was once chilly outdoor and starting to rain. this night i wanted a roof over my head. My stepfather and that i had by no means rather obtained on. within the mixed-up brain of an unsatisfied baby, I had attempted to make my mom think accountable for using away my father and had ended up alienating not just her yet all people else. My father had packed his luggage and left while i used to be simply 8, eventually bored to death with being good in the back of the horses in my mother’s affection. Her horses had continuously come first, then her canine, then her solid employees and at last, if there has been time, which there continually wasn’t, her relatives. How my mom ever had the time to have 3 youngsters had continuously been a secret to me. either my siblings have been older than I, and have been fathered via my mother’s first husband, whom she had married whilst she used to be seventeen. Richard Kauri were wealthy and thirty, a brand new Zealand playboy who had toyed at being a racehorse coach. My mom had used his cash to additional her personal ambition in racing, taking up the home and stables as a part of their divorce cost after ten years of turbulent marriage. Their younger son and daughter had either sided with their father, a scenario I now believed she had inspired, because it gave her extra likelihood of buying the educational company if her ex-husband had the kids. shortly she had married back, to my father, an area seed service provider, and had produced me like a gift on her twenty-ninth birthday. yet I had by no means been a much-wanted, much-loved baby. i feel my mom seemed upon me as simply one other of her fees to be fed and watered two times an afternoon, mucked out and exercised as required, and anticipated to stick quietly in my solid for the remainder of the time. i guess it were a lonely adolescence, yet I hadn’t identified whatever diversified and, in general, I’d been satisfied sufficient. What I neglected in human touch at domestic I made up for with canine and horses, either one of which had lots of time for me. i might make up video games with them. They have been my buddies. i'll consider pondering the area had ended whilst Susie, my liked beagle, have been killed by means of a automobile.

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