Follett has written a very well-paced adventure novel that focuses more on the villainous Nazi spy than it does on the good guys: which is probably for the best since his action is more interesting anyway, especially when he meets a feisty farmer's wife on a storm battered island. Not only does the spy cold-heartedly kill his landlady, and stiletto countless other hapless Brits--he cuckolds a cripple and kills a dog! I'll never like Nazis again.