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Название книги: The defector
Автор(ы): Daniel Silva
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-defector-168815.html
The ninth book in the Gabriel Allon series, 2009
For Marilyn Ducksworth,for many years of friendship,support, and laughter.And as always, for my wife, Jamie,and my children, Nicholas and Lily.If an injury has to be done to a man it should be so severethat his vengeance need not be feared.MACHIAVELLI
PART ONE. Opening Moves
1
VLADIMIRSKAYA OBLAST, RUSSIAPYOTR LUZHKOV was about to be killed, and for that he was grateful.It was late October, but autumn was already a memory. It had been brief and unsightly, an old babushka hurriedly removing a threadbare frock. Now this: leaden skies, arctic cold, windblown snow. The opening shot of Russia ’s winter without end.Pyotr Luzhkov, shirtless, barefoot, hands bound behind his back, was scarcely aware of the cold. In fact, at that moment he would have been hard-pressed to recall his name. He believed he was being led by two men through a birch forest but could not be certain. It made sense they were in a forest. That was the place Russians liked to do their blood work. Kurapaty,
Название книги: The defector
Автор(ы): Daniel Silva
Жанр: Триллер
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-defector-168815.html
The ninth book in the Gabriel Allon series, 2009
For Marilyn Ducksworth,for many years of friendship,support, and laughter.And as always, for my wife, Jamie,and my children, Nicholas and Lily.If an injury has to be done to a man it should be so severethat his vengeance need not be feared.MACHIAVELLI
PART ONE. Opening Moves
1
VLADIMIRSKAYA OBLAST, RUSSIAPYOTR LUZHKOV was about to be killed, and for that he was grateful.It was late October, but autumn was already a memory. It had been brief and unsightly, an old babushka hurriedly removing a threadbare frock. Now this: leaden skies, arctic cold, windblown snow. The opening shot of Russia ’s winter without end.Pyotr Luzhkov, shirtless, barefoot, hands bound behind his back, was scarcely aware of the cold. In fact, at that moment he would have been hard-pressed to recall his name. He believed he was being led by two men through a birch forest but could not be certain. It made sense they were in a forest. That was the place Russians liked to do their blood work. Kurapaty,
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