Zusatztext This suspense novel unfolds slowly! but King is so adept at telling a story that the pace never lags. . an entertaining mix of ambition! intrigue! social unrest and unfettered idealism. Arizona Republic Cinematicrichly! even lushly! imagined. Booklist ! starred review Intelligent and nuanced . . . Indelible characters . . . a plot as tight as a drum. What more could you want? Seattle Times An Anglophile's treat of sixth sense and sensibility. Entertainment Weekly Informationen zum Autor Laurie R. King is the New York Times bestselling author of thirteen Mary Russell mysteries, five contemporary novels featuring Kate Martinelli, the Stuyvesant & Grey novels Touchstone and The Bones of Paris , and the acclaimed A Darker Place, Folly, and Keeping Watch . She lives in Northern California. Klappentext New York Times bestselling author Laurie R. King takes us to a remote cottage in Cornwall in this gripping tale of intrigue, terrorism, and explosive passions that begins with a visit to a recluse code-named . . . Once studied by British intelligence for his excruciating sensitivity to the world's turmoil, Bennett Grey has withdrawn from the world-until an American Bureau of Investigation agent comes to assess Grey's potential as a weapon in a new kind of warfare. Agent Harris Stuyvesant needs Grey's help to enter a realm where the rich and the radical exist side by side-a heady mix of power, celebrity, and sexuality that conceals the free world's deadliest enemy. Soon Stuyvesant finds himself dangerously seduced by one woman and-even more dangerously-falling in love with another. As he sifts through secrets divulged and kept, he uncovers the target of a horrifying conspiracy, and wonders if he can trust anyone, even his touchstone. Leseprobe Chapter One Eight days after stepping off the Spirit of New Orleans from New York, Harris Stuyvesant nearly killed a man. The fact of the near-homicide did not surprise him; that it had taken him eight days to get there, considering the circumstances, was downright astonishing. Fortunately, his arm drew back from full force at the last instant, so he didn't actually smash the guy's face in. But as he stood over the prostrate figure, watching the woozy eyelids flicker back towards consciousness, the tingle of frustration in his right arm told him what a near thing it had been. He'd been running on rage for so long, driven by fury and failure and the scars on Tim's skull and the vivid memory of bright new blood on a sparkling glass carpet followed by flat black and the sound of the funeral dirges that-well, the guy had got off lucky, that was all. He couldn't even claim it was self defense. The cops were right there-constables, he should call them, this being England-and they'd already been moving to intercept the red-faced Miners' Union demonstrator who was hammering one meaty forefinger against Stuyvesant's chest to make a point when Stuyvesant's arm came up all on its own and just laid the man out on the paving stones. A uniformed constable cut Stuyvesant away from the miner's friends as neatly as a sheepdog with a flock and suggested in no uncertain terms that now would be a good time for him to go about his business, sir. Stuyvesant looked into the clean-shaven English face beneath the helmet and felt his fist tighten, but he caught hold of himself before things got out of control. He nodded to the cop, glanced at the knot of demonstrators forming around the fallen warrior, and bent to pick up the envelope he'd dropped in the scuffle. He turned on his heels and within sixty seconds and two corners found silence, as abrupt and unexpected as the sudden appearance of the Union workers had been five minutes earlier. He put his b...

8220;This suspense novel unfolds slowly, but King is so adept at telling a story that the pace never lags. …. an entertaining mix of ambition, intrigue, social unrest and unfettered idealism.”—Arizona Republic

“Cinematic…richly, even lushly, imagined.” –Booklist, starred review

“Intelligent and nuanced . . . Indelible characters . . . a plot as tight as a drum. What more could you want?” –*Seattle Times

• “An Anglophile’s treat of sixth sense and sensibility.” –Entertainment Weekly

Autorentext

Laurie R. King is the New York Times bestselling author of thirteen Mary Russell mysteries, five contemporary novels featuring Kate Martinelli, the Stuyvesant & Grey novels Touchstone and The Bones of Paris, and the acclaimed A Darker Place, Folly, *and Keeping Watch*. She lives in Northern California.

Klappentext

New York Times bestselling author Laurie R. King takes us to a remote cottage in Cornwall in this gripping tale of intrigue, terrorism, and explosive passions that begins with a visit to a recluse code-named . . .

Once studied by British intelligence for his excruciating sensitivity to the world's turmoil, Bennett Grey has withdrawn from the world-until an American Bureau of Investigation agent comes to assess Grey's potential as a weapon in a new kind of warfare.

Agent Harris Stuyvesant needs Grey's help to enter a realm where the rich and the radical exist side by side-a heady mix of power, celebrity, and sexuality that conceals the free world's deadliest enemy. Soon Stuyvesant finds himself dangerously seduced by one woman and-even more dangerously-falling in love with another. As he sifts through secrets divulged and kept, he uncovers the target of a horrifying conspiracy, and wonders if he can trust anyone, even his touchstone.

Zusammenfassung
New York Times bestselling author Laurie R. King takes us to a remote cottage in Cornwall in this gripping tale of intrigue, terrorism, and explosive passions that begins with a visit to a recluse code-named . . .

Once studied by British intelligence for his excruciating sensitivity to the world’s turmoil, Bennett Grey has withdrawn from the world–until an American Bureau of Investigation agent comes to assess Grey’s potential as a weapon in a new kind of warfare.

Agent Harris Stuyvesant needs Grey’s help to enter a realm where the rich and the radical exist side by side–a heady mix of power, celebrity, and sexuality that conceals the free world’s deadliest enemy. Soon Stuyvesant finds himself dangerously seduced by one woman and–even more dangerously–falling in love with another. As he sifts through secrets divulged and kept, he uncovers the target of a horrifying conspiracy, and wonders if he can trust anyone, even his touchstone.

Leseprobe
Chapter One*

• Eight days after stepping off the Spirit of New Orleans from New York, Harris Stuyvesant nearly killed a man.

  The fact of the near-homicide did not surprise him; that it had taken him eight days to get there, considering the circumstances, was downright astonishing.

  Fortunately, his arm drew back from full force at the last instant, so he didn't actually smash the guy's face in. But as he stood over the prostrate figure, watching the woozy eyelids flicker back towards consciousness, the tingle of frustration in his right arm told him what a near thing it had been. He'd been running on rage for so long, driven by fury and failure and the scars on Tim's skull and the vivid memory of bright new blood on a sparkling glass carpet followed by flat black and the sound of the funeral dirges that-well, the guy had got off lucky, that was all.

  He couldn't even claim it was self defense. The cops were right there-constables, he should call them, this being England-and they'd already been moving to intercept the red-faced Miners' Union demonstrator who was hammering one meaty forefinger against Stuyvesant's chest to make a point when Stuyvesant's arm came up all on its own and …