MAY CONTAIN MARKUP

By Len Deighton

FROM THE COVER: Bernard Samson had been behind a desk in Whitehall for five years when his bosses decided that he was the right man to slip into East Berlin and talk Brahms Four out of doing something disastrous. Berlin was the city he grew up in, the place he still loved like a mistress, and some of the members of the Berlin Network were men he'd known since they were streetwise Berlin schoolboys. But Samson knew there were few people he could trust, either in Berlin or at home. Too many missions had gone wrong; too many secrets had leaked. Somewhere somewhere nearer to the heart of things than he'd like to believe - there was the stink of betrayal.

As the shadows of treachery lengthen around him….

London. Hutchinson. 1983. 313p.