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Christian Hatcher, the licensed killer they call the Shadow Warrior, is out of jail and looking for the betrayer that got him there. With his body wasted and his spirit nearly crushed, Hatcher returns to Hong Kong and Bangkok--deadly stops on the heroine pipeline--and comes closer to a solution that he fears to discover . . . .
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