Remo Williams, the human superweapon seeks out and destroys an international narcotics ring.

A Horse Race

That's what it was. The horse was from Turkey. Big horse. Very valuable. Coming into the U.S. from Marseilles. The word had leaked out, a lot of devotees were awaiting the arrival of this splendid white beast.

What kind of horse was this? A beast worth more than its weight in gold? Experts recognized it as diacetylmorphine. Aficionados of the sport called it heroin.

In "nickel" glassine bags the diluted stuff went for $5. Once in a while a few slices would slip into the country at about $15,000 per slice. Very profitable, very beastly.

But that's small stuff. This race was the big one. Biggest ever. Imagine forty tons of heroin-four trailer trucks full!

New Jersey was interested. The White House was interested. So was the United Nations. And, of course, the Mafia.