Forbes Colin

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01. By Stealth Читать →

Жанр: Шпионский детектив «Paula Grey didn't notice anything sinister. At first…' A November sea mist trailed damp fingers across her face. She stood at the edge of the Lymington marina on the south coast of Britain, facing the invisible Isle of Wight. She was quite alone at eight in the dark of the evening. The atmosphere was creepy as…

02. Precipice Читать →

Жанр: Шпионский детектив «'This could be dangerous.' Philip Cardon said as he felt the wheels of the Land Rover sliding in the mud. 'If you're nervous give me the wheel. I like to be in the driver's seat.' suggested Eve. There was a challenging note in her tone which jarred on Philip. He switched off the engine and Eve, sitting…

03. The Greek Key Читать →

Жанр: Шпионский детектив «Cairo, February 1944. Staff-Sergeant Higgins – 'Higgy' to his friends – had no warning this would be the last time he would ascend in the creaking lift climbing slowly to the fourth floor of the Antikhana Building. At ten in the evening it was silent as a tomb within the walls of the three-sided building. The only…

04. The Janus Man Читать →

Жанр: Шпионский детектив «East Anglia in July. 2 a.m. Carole Langley walked by herself along the lonely road elevated above the surrounding flatlands of the Wash. She was half a mile from the village of Plimpstead. It was a warm night, a cloying warmth. The moon had come out from behind the cloud bank, illuminating the deserted fields on either…

05. The Leader And The Damned Читать →

Жанр: Шпионский детектив «13 March 1943. The time bomb which was to kill Adolf Hitler, Fuhrer and Commander-in-Chief of the German Armed Forces, was assembled at Smolensk with great care. The terrible Russian winter was still persisting. Temperatures were far below zero as Hitler conferred with Field Marshal von Kluge on the next planned offensive against the Red Army. Wearing…

06. This United state Читать →

Жанр: Шпионский детектив «Paula Grey's nightmare began at exactly 10 pm. on a cold February night in Albemarle Street, the heart of Mayfair, London. She walked out of Brown's Hotel, left hand clutching the collar of her coat, shoulder bag slung over her right arm. A taxi pulled in to the kerb, the door was flung open, a man…