Michael Sibley visits his old school friend John Prosset. When Prosset is found murdered and the police question Sibley, he lies about his visit. One lie eventually leads to another and the discovery that the two old friends’ relationship was one filled with mutual deception and distrust.
Whenever I read that a writer is another John le Carre I run to the library. In this case, le Carre said as much. Both were in the British secret service together, but Bingham stayed with it and defended it against the more famous author’s criticism. Bingham is good, but he’s not le Carre.
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