'Underwood's novels are insidiously hard to put down' Independent
'We have an agent in East Germany whom we wish to get out . . .'
There was nothing unusual about these words to the urbane British Intelligence chief who spoke them. He might have been discussing the weather. But to Martin Ainsworth it was the beginning of a nightmare journey from Munich to Istanbul.
They had picked Martin for the job. They had planned everything. They had made it all very simple. But they hadn't counted on everything going wrong . . .