Run Spy, Run, published in 1964, was the first of what would eventually become 261 books in this espionage series that ran from 1964 to 1990. The main character is AXE agent Nick Carter and the house name for the author is Nick Carter, but this are not necessarily first person narratives. Book one is credited to Michael Avallone and Valerie Moolman. Others in the series are credited to Robert Randisi, Manning Lee Stokes, Lionel White, William Rohde, Martin Cruz Smith, and WT Ballard, as well as a host of other names.
Like Bond, Carter is deadly with weapons and women. In fact, we are told that Carter does yoga to keep in shape and for his “great prowess in more amorous exercises.” The femme fatales here include stewardess Rita Jameson.
At least in this novel, he doesn’t have a toolbox of high tech gadgets, but he has named his favorite three weapons. He calls them his “trio of lifesavers,” “three delicately balanced instruments that were the great equalizers in the war of Spy versus Spy.” The first and most important was Wilhelmina, a nine-millimeter Luger, a spoil from the SS barracks in Munich. Wilhelmina was no ordinary Luger though. She was stripped to no more than barrel and frame, making her feather-light and easy storage. “Hugo was a killer of a different style but equal experience. Hugo was an Italian stileto, a lethal miracle fashioned in Milano.” It had a razor-thin ice pik blade and a bone handle no thicker than a heavy pencil. Finally, “Pierre was a ball no bigger than a marble,” but a specialist in death, filled with X-5 gas. Also, not to be forgotten, is a blue tattoos on his right forearm near the inside of the elbow, forever marking Carter as an AXE agent.
Featured prominently is the man with the steel hand, perhaps ushering in the era of Bond’s the man with the golden arm. Perhaps not.
Also featured prominently is cartoon-style ultra-violence with passengers screaming in mindless terror and lightning bolts leaping from the heavens to strike down a straggly line of passengers. He fires at a killing-machine of a body and keeps firing till “the thing in front of him lay riddled and bleeding.” And when someone is struck, they are “no longer a person but an outraged mass of pulpy flesh.”
Thus, the Carter books begin with over the top spy versus spy action, amorous meetings aplenty, and ultra-violence that equaled only Mike Hammer’s forays into darkened alleys. There are secret letters, meeting in Yankee stadium, and disguises hidden in lockers.
Where the book stumbles is plot-wise after a thrilling beginning and becomes a bit goofy and cartoonish in its adventures. But, given that there were 260 sequels to this first book in the Nick Carter series, never fear because there is much more to come.