Portrait of a Spy (Gabriel Allon)
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“A bona fide thrill ride.”
“Silva builds tension with breathtaking double and triple turns of plot.”
Portrait of a Spy is Silva’s eleventh thriller to feature art restorer and master spy Gabriel Allon as he races from Great Britain to Washington to New York to the Middle East on the trail of a deadly and elusive terrorist network responsible for massacres in Paris, Copenhagen, and at London’s Covent Garden.
best, just as it had been for his mother before him. Standing before the easel, he had total control. Missteps could be corrected with a few strokes of the brush, or hidden beneath a layer of obliterating paint. No one bled. No one died. No one sought vengeance. There was only beauty and truth as he saw it. He worked without an underdrawing and with a palette influenced by the colors he had seen in the Empty Quarter. Blending the meticulous draftsmanship of the Old Masters with the freedom of
Seymour said. “How long do I have to stay here?” “Scotland Yard would like you to remain in London for the rest of the weekend. On Monday morning, you can go back to your cottage by the sea and think of nothing other than your Titian.” “How do you know about the Titian?” “I know everything. Everything except how to prevent a British-born Muslim from carrying out an act of mass murder in Covent Garden.” “I could have stopped him, Graham.” “Yes,” Seymour said distantly. “And we would have
detours and digressions along the way, all of which would undoubtedly prove useful to Gabriel at a later date. “In some respects,” Carter continued, “I’m sympathetic to the president’s desire to turn the page of history. He views the global war on terrorism as a distraction from his larger goals. You might find this difficult to believe, but I’ve seen him on just two occasions. He calls me Andrew.” “But at least he’s given us hope.” “Hope is not an acceptable strategy when lives are at stake.
squarely at the feet of Adrian Carter, who was faulted for lax oversight. Attached was Carter’s own assessment, which was scarcely less scathing. Predicting there would be blowback, he recommended a thorough review of Rashid’s contacts in the United States and Europe. Carter’s director had overruled him. The Agency was stretched too thin to go chasing after shadows, the director said. Rashid was back in Yemen where he belonged. Good riddance. “Not exactly the Agency’s finest hour,” Sarah
after my father’s death, you asked me to make a donation to one of the Islamic charities with which you are associated. I turned you away—rather brusquely, if I remember correctly.” “I was wrong to have approached you at so sensitive a time.” “I know you only had my best interests at heart. Zakat is extremely important to our faith. In fact, my father believed the giving of alms to be the most important of the Five Pillars of Islam.” “Your father was generous to a fault. I could always count