The Inquiry. Will Caine
Читать онлайн.| Название | The Inquiry |
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| Автор произведения | Will Caine |
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| isbn | 9780008325633 |
WILL CAINE lives in South London. He is a BAFTA award-winning and highly-acclaimed investigative film-maker and journalist.
He has spent much of his life delving into the secrets of state. The Inquiry is Will Caine’s first thriller.
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First published in Great Britain by HQ in 2019
Copyright © Will Caine 2019
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This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
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Ebook Edition © March 2019 ISBN: 9780008325633
In memory of
my brother-in-law James
and his son Miles.
‘There were one or two big ones. That’s how we kept a lid on it for so long. But we were never fully sure about them. How could we be? They were from a different world.’
Ex-MI5 Officer, private conversation
Contents
2005
The ping of a phone. She jerks awake, grabs it, brings it close to her face, checks the time.
6.47 a.m.
Odd. No one messages her this early.
She lies back on her pillow, pulls up the duvet, clicks on ‘view’.
Don’t use the buses or tubes in London today.
She rubs sleep from her eyes. What the f— is this?
She scrolls down. Just a number. No