These days, it seems to be rather fashionable to see conspiracies in every event that seems even slightly peculiar. You lose your keys, it's a conspiracy. A picture falls off the wall, it's a conspiracy.
Somebody uses up an entire toilet paper roll, it's a conspiracy.
This is the sort of worldview shared mainly by people who talk to themselves on the bus. So it's not surprising that a book like this has been written. The narrator of this book, a British newspaper reporter named James Stevens, describes a long, tortuous search for the truth that begins in 1969 with a phone call from a hospital orderly who tells him about a mysterious patient found in the woods near the site of a recent meteor shower. Among the many visitors to the hospital that day is an obscure brigadier general who happens to be in charge of a militaristic multi-national intelligence agency. He even drags in a minor story about two schoolteachers disappearing off the face of the Earth for two years, after which they claim they were off being missionaries, not offering any explanation of the young student girl that disappeared the same night, never to return.