The Milan Contract by Stephen Franks




Author Review
Seems a little strange being invited to review one's own book, but rather than telling you what I think of it, I will give you some background on how it came about.

I was in the RAF and visiting Milan for professional reasons. My train back to Paris was due to leave early one Sunday morning and as I stood on the steps of the hotel, a lone cyclist carrying a pannier of bread rode by. In that instant, the book (in almost the exact same form it is now), was written in my head. It may seem a little odd, but it was as if the book was already there - waiting, and I just happened to come along to 'hear' it. Strange but true - or maybe not so strange? Perhaps this is how many books reach book form......?

I have loved every moment of having the privilege to tell this story and can only hope that you enjoy reading it as much.



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