FORBIDDEN THRONE

BOB CURBY

Author, Editor & Publisher

DETAILS OF "FORBIDDEN THRONE"......

It's 1973

The West African country of Dajkouti has an unexpected coup when head of the country’s military operations, General Azizmo Fejethakti, removes the rightful ruler Joseph Hadjikata from the Presidential throne.

A small mining town in the mountains is at risk as Fejethakti seeks to seize the mines of the British-American Corporation. There is a need for action and Prime Minister Stedman meets with COBRA to ensure the safety of the British citizens working in the mines and living in Haltjai. COBRA decides that Fejethakti must be swiftly removed from the Forbidden Throne, allowing Hadjikata to regain his throne and return the mining operations to a safe operation.

Archie Mellor and eight commandos are sent to see that COBRA’s decision succeeds. They have to depose the head of a powerful military Junta and open the way for the return of the rightful ruler against all odds. They succeed, though it is not without cost.......

 

Here is an excerpt.... ( scroll to the end to purchase Forbidden Throne in all formats) ----

FORBIDDEN THRONE - by Bob Curby...

 

CHAPTER 1

 

Botoka, the State of Dajkouti, West Africa.

Presidential palace: 04:00 Monday 16th March 1973.

"Do not move, remain where you are. Keep your hands visible. This is General Azmizo Fejethakti; your throne is now mine, Sir."

The speaker was an imposing military man, well over two metres in height and weighing in excess of one hundred and ten kilos. He was not fat. He was very fit.

President Hadjikata had been a little rash in the last few years, spending money on lavish unnecessary luxuries while country starved. The military commanders had met and decided that he must go. For the last few years, he had refused to call a general election. After a meeting that lasted an hour, General Fejethakti was chosen to oversee the handing over of power to the people of Dajkouti.

President Hadjikata reached out and turned on the bedside lamp. He squinted at the four battle-clad figures before him. "Who are you, and with what right do you invade my home?"

"I repeat Sir; I am General Azmizo Fejethakti of the Dajkouti security forces. I am ordered by the military commanders to take your throne sir. You are no longer the President of Dajkouti. You may get dressed, and with your wife and family, take whatever personal possessions without which you feel you cannot live. We will escort you to wherever you feel you would like to live and you may then live on in peace. As from now I assume the role of President of Dajkouti."

BBC NEWS Monday 16th March, 1973:

"Today, the Military Junta in Dajkouti, West Africa, deposed President Joseph Hadjikata in a whirlwind overnight military coup.

General Azmizo Fejethakti now holds the office of President. Western governments are concerned over the developments by the military status and the stability of the economy of West Africa. The Prime Minister, Martin Stedman has today issued a statement in relation to the protection of British Companies currently operating in the state of Dajkouti. He promised action to protect the assets of those companies. Travel to Dajkouti is suspended and anyone on holiday in Dajkouti will be safely air-lifted."

Robin Templar reached forward and switched off the television. He sat quietly for a few moments and then he reached for the telephone. As the head of MI6, he had a large workload and it had suddenly got a whole lot bigger. He dialled a number and waited. He heard the ring response in the ear-piece, "Brrrr—brrrr…….Brrrrr—brrrr….." and then a voice met his ears.

"Davidson."

"Gerry, we need to meet, please call the Home Secretary, the head of MI5, the Foreign Secretary and Admiral Mostyn, try and set a date that is convenient for everyone, and as soon as possible. Tell each one it's to do with the protection of assets in Dajkouti."

"Right, bad news Robin, I'll book a room and get everyone together tomorrow morning. Dajkouti is not within British jurisdiction so we need careful planning on this."

Dajkouti, straddling two long rivers that flowed south westerly into the neighbouring country Jambouta, and backing up against the Assissa Mountains in the north, was rich in minerals vital to British industry. Able Aaronsen, the CEO of Brit-Ameri-Corp, who mined the copper, zinc, cobalt and silver in the country, was in a state of panic when he called the Foreign Secretary immediately the news broke.

"Foreign Secretary, my Board members are extremely concerned about our ability to continue to mine the resources in Dajkouti, given that Azmizo Fejethakti is notorious in his hatred of the West and will not easily grant us zone-free un-encumbered continuation of our operations in the country."

Alex Fernley, Foreign Secretary, was a sharp witted man, but kindly and he could empathise with Able. He chose his words carefully.

"The Government understands the predicament that this coup has placed our major companies into, in Dajkouti. I received a telephone call a few moments ago from the offices of our security services. An emergency meeting has been called for tomorrow morning at 08:00. We will be sure to discuss the very issues that your Board is concerned about."

"I hope so Sir, for some of our Board it would be a financial disaster, so much so that the company is prepared to fund whatever is needed to stabilise the situation speedily."

"That sounds like a bribe, a back-hander Mr Aaronsen.".................

 

Click a link to purchase FORBIDDEN THRONE:

 

HARDCOVER EDITION

 

KINDLE EDITION UK KINDLE EDITION US PAPERBACK UK PAPERBACK US

 

 

www.book-works.org.uk