Spook StreetWhat happens when an old spook loses his mind? Does the Service have a retirement home for those who know too many secrets but don’t remember they’re secret? Or does someone take care of the senile spy for good? These are the paranoid concerns of David Cartwright, a Cold War–era operative and one-time head of MI5 who is sliding into dementia, and questions his grandson, River, must figure out answers to now that the spy who raised him has started to forget to wear pants. But River, himself an agent at Slough House, MI5’s outpost for disgraced spies, has other things to worry about. A bomb has detonated in the middle of a busy shopping center and killed forty innocent civilians. The “slow horses” of Slough House must figure out who is behind this act of terror before the situation escalates. |
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Emma Flyte was the new Head Dog, in charge of the Service's internal police squad.The Dogs sniffed out all manner of heresies, from the sale of secrets to injudicious sexual encounters: the honeytrap was older than chess, but stupidity ...
Emma Flyte was the new Head Dog, in charge of the Service's internal police squad.The Dogs sniffed out all manner of heresies, from the sale of secrets to injudicious sexual encounters: the honeytrap was older than chess, but stupidity ...
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“Well, that's the thing,” said Emma Flyte after a pause. “We have no idea.” “I thought you said he had a button. Did nobody mention they're traceable?” “Thanks, I'll make a note. But I've already traced his particular button to the ...
“Well, that's the thing,” said Emma Flyte after a pause. “We have no idea.” “I thought you said he had a button. Did nobody mention they're traceable?” “Thanks, I'll make a note. But I've already traced his particular button to the ...
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“No, really,” Emma Flyte murmured to his back. “You had me at “fuck.” In London, dawn broke along the familiar fault-lines, grey light seeping through cracks, drawing round the edges of the tallest buildings.The forecast was for more ...
“No, really,” Emma Flyte murmured to his back. “You had me at “fuck.” In London, dawn broke along the familiar fault-lines, grey light seeping through cracks, drawing round the edges of the tallest buildings.The forecast was for more ...
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She said, “Okay, Emma. It's a mess we don't need, butlet's not go to panic stations. If it's not on Twitter, the press'll never know it happened. So get the local Noddies on board. They can beat the bushes or the shrubbery or whatever ...
She said, “Okay, Emma. It's a mess we don't need, butlet's not go to panic stations. If it's not on Twitter, the press'll never know it happened. So get the local Noddies on board. They can beat the bushes or the shrubbery or whatever ...
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User Review - RonWelton - LibraryThingIn Mick Herron's Spook Street Slough House "was where they sent you when they wanted you to go away, but didn’t want to sack you in case you got litigious about it." To David Cartwright ... Read full review
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User Review - Ameise1 - LibraryThingThe fourth volume in the 'Slough House' series didn't disappoint either. Actually, all employees are on the sidelines and yet it is they who make British intelligence look old. This time, too, an ... Read full review
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| Title | Spook Street Volume 4 of Slough House |
| Author | Mick Herron |
| Publisher | Soho Press, 2017 |
| ISBN | 1616956488, 9781616956486 |
| Length | 336 pages |
| Subjects | › › Fiction / Mystery & Detective / International Crime & Mystery Fiction / Mystery & Detective / Traditional Fiction / Thrillers / Espionage |
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