After that summer in Kabul province, the young freelancer became a staff
reporter for The Times of London, covering conflicts in Northern
Ireland, the Gulf, Pakistan, Sri Lanka and the Balkans, but Afghanistan
never let him go.
A young devil-may-care Englishman, determined to report on the Soviet
war and make a name for himself, makes a fateful commitment to a
swashbuckling Afghan guerrilla commander. Not only will he go inside the
capital secretly and live in the network of safe houses run by the
resistance, he will travel around the city in a Soviet Army jeep,
dressed as a Russian officer.
Waiting in the mountain camp, from where Niazuldin's band of fighters
lived and planned their hit-and-run attacks on Soviet troops, Ed Gorman
discovers what it means to experience combat with men whose only
interest is to be killed or martyred.
Death of a Translator is a searingly honest description of a mind
haunted and eventually paralysed by the terror of post-traumatic stress
disorder.
