Agents of Treachery

Agents of Treachery

Otto Penzler

Language: English

Pages: 429

ISBN: 0307477517

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


For the first time ever, legendary editor Otto Penzler has handpicked some of the most respected and bestselling thriller writers working today for a riveting collection of spy fiction. From first to last, this stellar collection signals mission accomplished.

Including:

* Lee Child with an incredible look at the formation of a special ops cell.
* James Grady writing about an Arab undercover FBI agent with an active cell.
* Joseph Finder riffing on a Boston architect who's convinced his Persian neighbors are up to no good.
* John Lawton concocting a Len Deighton-esque story about British intelligence.
* Stephen Hunter thrilling us with a tale about a WWII brigade.

 
Full list of Contributors:

James Grady, Charles McCarry, Lee Child, Joseph Finder, John Lawton, John Weisman, Stephen Hunter, Gayle Lynds, David Morrell, Andrew Klavan, Robert Wilson, Dan Fesperman, Stella Rimington, Olen Steinhauer

A Nasty Piece of Work

Red Sparrow: A Novel

Seafire

The Swiss Spy

The Deceiver

Max Smart Loses Control (Get Smart, Book 8)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

whose aggressive movements can quickly get on your nerves. But as an employee of the U.S. legation’s military attaché, this was his show, so I nodded and kept moving. When Butchart wanted to engage you in conversation he came at you like a boxer, cutting and weaving, as if looking for an opening. Any suggestion that his point of view was flawed prompted an immediate counterpunch. He jabbed at your weak spots until your opinions were on the mat. I had learned not to pick these fights unless I

room. During the weeks since that bloody basement in Rome, he’d grown so tired of it all. He wondered when the light would begin to shine. People were not dying for the jihad; they were dying for the preparation for the jihad. For the bank accounts and the arms and the escapes from capture. One spent so much time dealing with the moment that the original dream, the one that made him cast away his fishing nets, seemed more distant than ever. How long could this go on? Even the Imam had asked him

was true. Flames did not sit still. They buckled and wove and snapped and rose so that you could never hold their true form. Perhaps they had no true form. Wood popped and something deep inside the inferno exploded. “Do you know what’s going on here, Ben?” The wailing fire truck was returning, full of water. Farther out, headlights moved down the long road toward them. That would be absolutely everyone—government representatives, religious leaders, the Americans, the United Nations, the press.

Albans. I was fine leg. I dismissed you, finally. You smiled at me. Lord, I never saw such a striker.” “I remember. Such, such were the joys, old man. Who knew we’d meet again like this? Now, look here, I’m trying to reach Islington Signals Intelligence. Can you help?” “I shouldn’t give out information.” “Old man, it’s not like I’m just anybody. I remember you. Reddish hair, freckly, looked like you wanted to squid me on the noggin. Remember how fierce you were, that’s why I winked. I have it

cigarette until he choked and coughed. I watched the girl’s skirt retreating. Then, more calmly than I felt, I said, “That’s ridiculous, Densham. Pull yourself together. Look at you. You’re falling apart.” “Of course I’m falling apart! I didn’t come here to blow things up for a bunch of camel-fucking madmen!” “Quiet! For God’s sake.” He clapped his cigarette hand to his mouth as if to hush himself. “It doesn’t make sense,” I said. “What would they sell us for?” Densham gave a jerky shrug,

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