This book explores the seedy double dealing and secretive world of the spy. MI5 and its like, a man spies for his country, even on his own son. It's a grubby, deal ridden world where I felt honour and principles had long been forgotten.
Keen sensed immediately that there was something unconvincing about his prospective client. The suit was off the peg, and the shirt, bought as white but now greyed by repeated launderings, looked cheap and untailored. This was not a businessman with 'minor difficulties in the former Soviet Union', far less someone who could afford to employ the services of Divisar Corporate Intelligence.