(pb; 1964: first book of the Tiger Mann Thriller series)
From the inside flap:
". . . counterspy Tiger Mann. . . smashes into a Communist conspiracy involving UN delegates; CIA agents; ex-Nazi spies; a bold-bosomed, no-good beauty who's so kissable and so killable. . ."
Standard, moves-so-fast-it-dizzies-the-reader effort from Spillane; it's fun, it's fast, it's Spillane by-the-numbers -- not a bad thing, necessarily, just not one of his better efforts.
Mann, as a character, is a stand-in for Mike Hammer: they're essentially the same hard-hitting characters, but with a slight, novel-flawing difference -- Mann speechifies more than Hammer does (though Hammer was understandably nationalistic in the post-9/11 novel, The Goliath Bone).
Mann's occasional blusterings stalled, distracted this reader from, the novel's adrenalized, slight storyline.
Also: the supposed "twist" at the end of the novel is obvious from the get-go.
Worth reading, if you're a Spillane fan. Just don't expect a lot from this one.
Followed by Bloody Sunrise.