Spy Who Came In From The Cold
By: John Le Carré
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THE THIRD GEORGE SMILEY NOVEL
Alec Leamas is tired. It's the 1960s, he's been out in the cold for years, spying in the shadow of the Berlin Wall for his British masters. Now Control wants to bring him in at last - but only after one final assignment. He must travel deep into the heart of Communist Germany and betray his country, a job that he will do with his usual cynical professionalism. But when George Smiley tries to help a young woman Leamas has befriended, it may prove the worst thing he could ever have done.
Le Carré's breakthrough work of 1963 was an award-winning number one global bestseller and brought him international renown, redefining the spy story as a gritty and terrible tale of men who are caught up in politics beyond their imagining.
'The best spy story I have ever read' Graham Greene
'A masterpiece, the best espionage novel ever written' John Banville
'Superbly constructed, with an atmosphere of chilly hell' J. B. Priestley
THE THIRD GEORGE SMILEY NOVEL
Alec Leamas is tired. It's the 1960s, he's been out in the cold for years, spying in the shadow of the Berlin Wall for his British masters. Now Control wants to bring him in at last - but only after one final assignment. He must travel deep into the heart of Communist Germany and betray his country, a job that he will do with his usual cynical professionalism. But when George Smiley tries to help a young woman Leamas has befriended, it may prove the worst thing he could ever have done.
Le Carré's breakthrough work of 1963 was an award-winning number one global bestseller and brought him international renown, redefining the spy story as a gritty and terrible tale of men who are caught up in politics beyond their imagining.
'The best spy story I have ever read' Graham Greene
'A masterpiece, the best espionage novel ever written' John Banville
'Superbly constructed, with an atmosphere of chilly hell' J. B. Priestley