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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This one, of course, was happening on his watch, so ought to be stopped, but for the moment there was nothing he could do—only dogs and megaphones could break this up now. And even adults were letting their hair down, tapping away to a ...
This one, of course, was happening on his watch, so ought to be stopped, but for the moment there was nothing he could do—only dogs and megaphones could break this up now. And even adults were letting their hair down, tapping away to a ...
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After a few minutes Shirley stopped coughing. After a few minutes more, she said, “It wasn't as bad as you said.” “You lasted less than seven seconds.” “Bollocks.That was about half an hour, and—" “Seven seconds, first drops to whatever ...
After a few minutes Shirley stopped coughing. After a few minutes more, she said, “It wasn't as bad as you said.” “You lasted less than seven seconds.” “Bollocks.That was about half an hour, and—" “Seven seconds, first drops to whatever ...
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“If it'd stop another Westacres, hell, yes. I'd keep doing it until the bastard told me everything. And drown him doing it, wouldn't bother me none.” “It would be murder.” “Blowing up forty-two kids in a shopping centre is murder.
“If it'd stop another Westacres, hell, yes. I'd keep doing it until the bastard told me everything. And drown him doing it, wouldn't bother me none.” “It would be murder.” “Blowing up forty-two kids in a shopping centre is murder.
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Though the rain had stopped, it still shook from the trees when the wind blew, spattering the windows, and still dripped from the guttering over the porch, which was thick with leaves. A lagoon had appeared in the lane, drowning the ...
Though the rain had stopped, it still shook from the trees when the wind blew, spattering the windows, and still dripped from the guttering over the porch, which was thick with leaves. A lagoon had appeared in the lane, drowning the ...
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And he'd meant it, too, but how did you stop money disappearing once it had decided to go? It was even less responsive to persuasion than Cassie. He thought: I've turned into one of those men worth more dead than alive.
And he'd meant it, too, but how did you stop money disappearing once it had decided to go? It was even less responsive to persuasion than Cassie. He thought: I've turned into one of those men worth more dead than alive.
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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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