Double Agent
Tom Bradby
"Save for a thin skein of mist that curled its way around the dome of the Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute on the far side of the Grand Canal, it was a bright, crisp, clear morning in Venice."
"Save for a thin skein of mist that curled its way around the dome of the Basilica di Santa Maria della Salute on the far side of the Grand Canal, it was a bright, crisp, clear morning in Venice."
"After Priscilla died, Carson’s only hope was that he’d be haunted."
"Kate Marshall took a breath and dove into the cold water."
"A Norwegian fir occupied a corner of Mrs. John Watson’s afternoon parlor, its scent green and resinous, its branches festooned with ornamental hot-air balloons and handmade horns of plenty."
"It was one of my most horrible childhood memories, and has remained one of my most tenacious impressions."
"Here goes nothing: It’s me, Leon."
"'The body is in the library,' Colonel Osborne said. 'Come this way.'"
"THAT ASS. It’s incredible."
"It’s after midnight when I arrive home."
"The eerie ululation of coyotes on the hunt issued from the farther end of the canyon, and a scrim of cloud diminished the moon, so that the silvered yard grew tarnished."
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