Foreman Grant was the kind of slave-driver whose viciousness and sadistic depravity was rivaled only by the tyrants of millennia gone by. He’d have had Caligula and Nero for breakfast, made mincemeat of the entire Axis, and decimated the callous dictators of the Eastern Bloc. If there were but five Foreman Grants in the whole wide world, that would still be enough to take over the globe by a force never before seen.
Or so thought young Kenneth Horne.
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