Of course, Harry’s friends know that he couldn’t be involved in an assassination of a visiting Prince from an important oil supplying country at the Grand Canyon. No one knows of the hit that the President and his long-time friend, and Director of CIA, engineered. It was a feat of malignant stupidity since they did not have a firm grasp of the local political scenery and failed to recognize the popularity of the Iraqi Prince.

Harry has neither experience nor interest in national politics, let alone international intrigue. His only concern is for the welfare of his kids and the monthly bills for his flying service. He accepts the help of a former student and FBI agent, Heather Northrop, to make a risky flying odyssey across the country to find the contents of a locker with the key to his innocence.