Ian Fleming, the creator of James Bond, was once an operative for British Naval Intelligence. Rumors hold that Fleming's job occasionally required a bit of wet work, slang for assassination, but he never spoke of it, nor of the other secrets of his life during wartime. By the 1950s, Fleming had settled into a routine, spending part of the year in London and the rest on the island of Jamaica, at the estate he called Goldeneye . . . Honor Among Spies Fleming is recovering from witnessing the death of a woman he had come to love when he receives an urgent message from Prescott, a former colleauge in the spy game. Prescott has set up as a private investigator in New Orleans, and his latest case, which began as a simple background check on a wealthy man's new son-in-law, has turned deadly. The bride has been gruesomely murdered and one of her brothers has disappeared. Prescott himself been threatened, not physically, but with the revelation of his WWII activities, which could endanger not just Prescott, but England herself. Investigating, Fleming and Prescott discover that the bride's murder is connected to a new religious cult run by a mysterious woman from the former spies' joint past. Before Fleming's adventure is over, he will have seen the darkest parts of New Orleans' fabled French Quarter, formed a temporary partnership with a pair of local pool sharks, witnessed pervese sex acts, and met a bewitching voodoo queen. Layered with intrigue, packed with concealed truths and hidden identities, Honor Among Spies is another fast-paced adventure in the fictional life of Ian Fleming, in the days before James Bond.