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Pomegranate. For British spymaster David Jardine, the mention of his beautiful Lebanese double agent's code name conjures up a wealth of memories: days spent teaching her the essentials of tradecraft...nights spent entwined in her supple limbs...the priceless information about Arab terrorist groups that she has funneled to him over the years. Now, from the Middle East, Pomegranate has sent a distress signal. Jardine willingly abandons a dreary Washington, D.C., conference, part of his new liaison work since a "promotion" by his envious Secret Intelligence Service boss, to race to Beirut - straight into an ambush by the Mossad, Israel's intelligence service, who reveal that Pomegranate, aka Alisha Abdul-Fetteh, is their agent. Jardine learns from the Mossad that their ex-agent Danny Davidov, expelled in disgrace for embezzlement, has retaliated with dazzling computer frauds and counterfeit schemes all over the world. Working with a partner rumored to be an ex-KGB agent, Davidov has pulled off eight flawless capers, finally cleaning out the Mafia's own bank in Palermo - providing untold millions to finance his next move. Now Davidov and his elusive cohort are going after the jackpot: the U.S. Treasury. Although being kidnapped does not normally charm Jardine, he is tantalized by the Mossad's brazen, desperate plea for help in catching Davidov. Mindful that the whole tale could be a trap - in the ever-shifting world order, who knows what reasons Israel might have for wanting to embarrass the SIS - he decides nevertheless to trust his instincts and chase down Davidov's partner.