Ian Fleming. John le Carré. Len Deighton. Mick Herron. The brilliant
plotting of Herron's twice CWA Dagger Award-winning Slough House series
of spy novels is matched only by his storytelling gift and an ear for
viciously funny political satire.
"Mick Herron is the John le Carré of our generation."--Val
McDermid
At MI5 headquarters Regent's Park, First Desk Claude Whelan is learning
the ropes the hard way. Tasked with protecting a beleaguered prime
minister, he's facing attack from all directions: from the showboating
MP who orchestrated the Brexit vote, and now has his sights set on
Number Ten; from the showboat's wife, a tabloid columnist, who's
crucifying Whelan in print; from the PM's favorite Muslim, who's about
to be elected mayor of the West Midlands, despite the dark secret he's
hiding; and especially from his own deputy, Lady Di Taverner, who's
alert for Claude's every stumble. Meanwhile, the country's being rocked
by an apparently random string of terror attacks.
Over at Slough House, the MI5 satellite office for outcast and demoted
spies, the agents are struggling with personal problems: repressed
grief, various addictions, retail paralysis, and the nagging suspicion
that their newest colleague is a psychopath. Plus someone is trying to
kill Roddy Ho. But collectively, they're about to rediscover their
greatest strength--that of making a bad situation much, much worse.
It's a good thing Jackson Lamb knows the rules. Because those things
aren't going to break themselves.
