This is very minor league Ken Follett or Frederick Forysth. The plot moves because it has to, the german is a shadow of Hannibal Lecter and the hero, while physically suffering, somehow finds the ability to continually escape from the mental institution he finds himself in. There are so many good WW2 spy novels around there is really no reason to devote much time to this. Very disappointing and it did not make me want to read any more of his titles.