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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In the kitchen are River Cartwright and Louisa Guy, both with warm mugs in their hands, and Louisa is maintaining a nearly unbroken commentary on the trials and tribulations accompanying the purchase of her new flat.
In the kitchen are River Cartwright and Louisa Guy, both with warm mugs in their hands, and Louisa is maintaining a nearly unbroken commentary on the trials and tribulations accompanying the purchase of her new flat.
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“Bout the same as Catherine,” River said. “Uh-huh.” “Almost like a replacement,” River said. ... River said, “Ought to get some work done, I suppose," but sounded like he had things on his mind, tiptoeing around a different conversation ...
“Bout the same as Catherine,” River said. “Uh-huh.” “Almost like a replacement,” River said. ... River said, “Ought to get some work done, I suppose," but sounded like he had things on his mind, tiptoeing around a different conversation ...
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“No, we were just talking,” River said. “Hmmm,” said Moira Tregorian, and the younger pair exchanged a glance. Neither had spoken much to Moira yet, and Hmmm wasn't a promising start. She was in her fifties, sure, but that was where her ...
“No, we were just talking,” River said. “Hmmm,” said Moira Tregorian, and the younger pair exchanged a glance. Neither had spoken much to Moira yet, and Hmmm wasn't a promising start. She was in her fifties, sure, but that was where her ...
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River and Louisa exchanged a glance. “He's not been around much lately,” Louisa said. “Hence,” said River, and waved a vague hand. Hence people talking in kitchens and torturing each other in offices. When the cat was away, ...
River and Louisa exchanged a glance. “He's not been around much lately,” Louisa said. “Hence,” said River, and waved a vague hand. Hence people talking in kitchens and torturing each other in offices. When the cat was away, ...
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A good job, thought David Cartwright—River's grandfather; the O.B.-that he had a head for dates. January 4th. The year, as ever, the current one. His house was in Kent; old house, big garden, not that he did as much of that since Rose ...
A good job, thought David Cartwright—River's grandfather; the O.B.-that he had a head for dates. January 4th. The year, as ever, the current one. His house was in Kent; old house, big garden, not that he did as much of that since Rose ...
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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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