Daniel Silva - The English Spy

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First published in Great Britain by HarperCollins Publishers 2015

Copyright © Daniel Silva 2015

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Cover photographs © Peter Bagi / Gallery Stock (stairwell); Henry Steadman (figure).

Map designed by Leah Nick Springer

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Daniel Silva asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work

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This is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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Source ISBN: 9780007552337

Ebook Edition © JULY 2015 ISBN: 9780007552320

Version: 2015-11-17

For Betsy and Andy Lack.

And, as always, for my wife, Jamie,

and my children, Lily and Nicholas.

When a man rubs out a pencil-mark, he should be careful to see that the line is quite obliterated. For if a secret is to be kept, no precautions are too great.

— GRAHAM GREENE, THE MINISTRY OF FEAR

No more tears now; I will think upon revenge.

— MARY, QUEEN OF SCOTS

Table of Contents

Cover

Title Page

Copyright

Dedication

Epigraph

Map

Part One: Death of a Princess

Chapter 1: Gustavia, Saint Barthélemy

Chapter 2: Off the Leeward Islands

Chapter 3: The Caribbean–London

Chapter 4: Vauxhall Cross, London

Chapter 5: Fiumicino Airport, Rome

Chapter 6: Via Gregoriana, Rome

Chapter 7: Via Gregoriana, Rome

Chapter 8: Via Gregoriana, Rome

Chapter 9: Berlin–Corsica

Chapter 10: Corsica

Chapter 11: Corsica

Chapter 12: Dublin

Chapter 13: Ballyfermot, Dublin

Chapter 14: Clifden, County Galway

Chapter 15: Thames House, London

Chapter 16: Clifden, County Galway

Chapter 17: Clifden, County Galway

Chapter 18: Omagh, Northern Ireland

Chapter 19: Great Victoria Street, Belfast

Chapter 20: The Ardoyne, West Belfast

Chapter 21: The Ardoyne, West Belfast

Chapter 22: Warring Street, Belfast

Chapter 23: Belfast–Lisbon

Chapter 24: Bairro Alto, Lisbon

Chapter 25: Bairro Alto, Lisbon

Chapter 26: Heathrow Airport, London

Chapter 27: Brompton Road, London

Part Two: Death of a Spy

Chapter 28: London

Chapter 29: Dartmoor, Devon

Chapter 30: Wormwood Cottage, Dartmoor

Chapter 31: Wormwood Cottage, Dartmoor

Chapter 32: Wormwood Cottage, Dartmoor

Chapter 33: Gunwalloe Cove, Cornwall

Chapter 34: Gunwalloe Cove, Cornwall

Chapter 35: Gunwalloe Cove, Cornwall

Chapter 36: Highgate, London

Chapter 37: Wormwood Cottage, Dartmoor

Chapter 38: London–the Kremlin

Chapter 39: London–Vienna

Chapter 40: Intercontinental Hotel, Vienna

Chapter 41: Lower Austria

Chapter 42: Lower Austria

Chapter 43: Lower Austria

Chapter 44: Sparrow Hills, Moscow

Chapter 45: Copenhagen, Denmark

Chapter 46: Vienna

Chapter 47: Vienna

Chapter 48: Vienna

Chapter 49: Rotterdam, the Netherlands

Chapter 50: Vienna–Hamburg

Chapter 51: Piccadilly, London

Chapter 52: Fleetwood, England

Chapter 53: Thames House, London

Chapter 54: Lord Street, Fleetwood

Chapter 55: Hamburg

Chapter 56: Neustadt, Hamburg

Chapter 57: Hamburg

Chapter 58: Hamburg

Chapter 59: Northern Germany

Part Three: Bandit Country

Chapter 60: Vauxhall Cross, London

Chapter 61: Bristol, England

Chapter 62: 10 Downing Street

Chapter 63: Cornwall, England

Chapter 64: Guy’s Hospital, London

Chapter 65: Gunwalloe Cove, Cornwall

Chapter 66: Thames House, London

Chapter 67: West Cornwall

Chapter 68: Gunwalloe Cove, Cornwall

Chapter 69: Gunwalloe Cove, Cornwall

Chapter 70: County Down, Northern Ireland

Chapter 71: The Ardoyne, West Belfast

Chapter 72: Crossmaglen, County Armagh

Chapter 73: The Ardoyne, West Belfast

Chapter 74: Crossmaglen, County Armagh

Chapter 75: Union Street, Belfast

Chapter 76: Creggan Forest, County Antrim

Chapter 77: Randalstown, County Antrim

Chapter 78: Crossmaglen, South Armagh

Chapter 79: Crossmaglen, South Armagh

Part Four: Home

Chapter 80: South Armagh–London

Chapter 81: Victoria Road, South Kensington

Chapter 82: Narkiss Street, Jerusalem

Chapter 83: Narkiss Street, Jerusalem

Chapter 84: Mount Herzl, Jerusalem

Chapter 85: Buenos Aires

Author’s Note

Acknowledgments

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NONE OF IT WOULD HAVE happened if Spider Barnes hadn’t tied one on at Eddy’s two nights before the Aurora was due to set sail. Spider was regarded as the finest waterborne chef in the entire Caribbean, irascible but altogether irreplaceable, a mad genius in a starched white jacket and apron. Spider, you see, was classically trained. Spider had done a stint in Paris. Spider had done London. Spider had done New York, San Francisco, and an unhappy layover in Miami before leaving the restaurant biz for good and taking to the freedom of the sea. He worked the big charters now, the kind of boats the film stars, rappers, moguls, and poseurs rented whenever they wanted to impress. And when Spider wasn’t behind his stove, he was invariably propped atop one of the better bar stools on dry land. Eddy’s was in his top five in the Caribbean Basin, perhaps his top five worldwide. He started at seven o’clock that evening with a few beers, blew a reefer in the shadowed garden at nine, and at ten was contemplating his first glass of vanilla rum. All seemed right with the world. Spider Barnes was buzzed and in paradise.

But then he spotted Veronica, and the evening took a dangerous turn. She was new to the island, a lost girl, a European of uncertain provenance who served drinks to day-trippers at the dive bar next door. She was pretty, though—pretty as a floral garnish, Spider remarked to his nameless drinking companion—and he lost his heart to her in ten seconds flat. He proposed marriage, which was Spider’s favorite approach, and when she turned him down he suggested a roll in the sheets instead. Somehow it worked, and the two were seen teetering into a torrential downpour at midnight. And that was the last time anyone laid eyes on him, at 12:03 a.m. on a wet night in Gustavia, soaked to the skin, drunk and in love yet again.