Herron Mick

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    Herron Mick

    Tom Bettany travaille dans une usine de traitement de la viande en France lorsqu'il reçoit un message d'une Anglaise qu'il ne connaît pas et qui lui dit que son fils de vingt-six ans, qu'il n'a pas vu depuis des années, est mort : Liam Bettany est tombé de son balcon londonien tandis qu'il fumait un joint. Pour la première fois depuis qu'il a coupé les ponts avec lui, Tom retourne à Londres, bien décidé à découvrir la vérité sur la mort de son fils. Peut-être mû par la culpabilité, peut-être aussi parce qu'il a mis le doigt sur un complot labyrinthique. Situé dans le même Londres que celui de sa série «Slough House», ce thriller confirme que Mick Herron est l'un des auteurs de roman d'espionnage anglais les plus fins de sa génération.

  • Un jeune agent prometteur du MI5 voit sa carrière compromise après une bourde. Relégué au «Placard», où végètent les rebuts de la profession, il compte les heures en espérant retrouver un jour ses anciennes fonctions. Sauver un jeune Pakistanais pris en otage par un groupe d'extrême-droite pourrait y contribuer... Un roman d'espionnage atypique, sans concession sur la Grande-Bretagne d'aujourd'hui. Premier volet de la série des Slough House.

  • Un vieux briscard du renseignement, qui a fait ses armes dans le Berlin des grandes années, est retrouvé mort dans un bus à Londres. Jackson Lamb, le tôlier de Slough House, la "Maison des tocards", a vite l'intuition que les Russes ont ressorti les bonnes vieilles méthodes du placard. Et le placard, justement, Lamb connaît : il a le douteux privilège de diriger celui du MI5. Roman d'espionnage subtil et prenant, dans la meilleure tradition, «Les Lions sont morts» a obtenu le CWA Gold Dagger.

  • If life in the Intelligence Service has taught John Bachelor anything, it's to keep his head down. Especially now, when he's living rent-free in a dead spook's flat. So he's not delighted to be woken at dawn by a pair of Regent's Park's heavies, looking for a client he's not seen in years. John doesn't know what secrets Benny Manors has stolen, but they're attracting the wrong attention. And if he's to save his own skin, not to mention safeguard his living arrangements, John has to find Benny before those secrets see the light. Benny could be anywhere, provided it serves alcohol. So John sets out on a reluctant trawl through the bars of the capital, all the while plagued by the age-old questions: Will he end up sleeping in his car? How many bottles of gin can he afford at London prices? And just how far will Regent's Park go to prevent anyone rocking the Establishment's boat?

  • I love Mick Herron's books more than is decent. Hands down my favourite crime series of the decade

  • WINNER OF THE CWA IAN FLEMING STEEL DAGGER 'Mick Herron is an incredible writer and if you haven't read him yet, you NEED to' Mark Billingham Never outlive your ability to survive a fight. Twenty years retired, David Cartwright can still spot when the stoats are on his trail. Jackson Lamb worked with Cartwright back in the day. He knows better than most that this is no vulnerable old man. 'Nasty old spook with blood on his hands' would be a more accurate description. 'The old bastard' has raised his grandson with a head full of guts and glory. But far from joining the myths and legends of Spook Street, River Cartwright is consigned to Lamb's team of pen-pushing no-hopers at Slough House. So it's Lamb they call to identify the body when Cartwright's panic button raises the alarm at Service HQ. And Lamb who will do whatever he thinks necessary, to protect an agent in peril . . . Preorder London Rules , the next Jackson Lamb novel, now.

  • SLOUGH HOUSE Nouv.

    SLOUGH HOUSE

    Mick Herron

    I enjoyed Slough House tremendously. Witty, clever and horribly on point. Lots to laugh about while being careful not to miss a word. This isn''t a book to skim read

  • SHORTLISTED FOR THE CWA GOLD DAGGER AND IAN FLEMING STEEL DAGGER 'The UK's new spy master' Sunday Times London Rules might not be written down, but everyone knows rule one. Cover your arse. Regent's Park's First Desk, Claude Whelan, is learning this the hard way. Tasked with protecting a beleaguered prime minister, he's facing attack from all directions himself: from the showboating MP who orchestrated the Brexit vote, and now has his sights set on Number Ten; from the showboat's wife, a tabloid columnist, who's crucifying Whelan in print; and especially from his own deputy, Lady Di Taverner, who's alert for Claude's every stumble. Meanwhile, the country's being rocked by an apparently random string of terror attacks, and someone's trying to kill Roddy Ho. Over at Slough House, the crew are struggling with personal problems: repressed grief, various addictions, retail paralysis, and the nagging suspicion that their newest colleague is a psychopath. But collectively, they're about to rediscover their greatest strength - that of making a bad situation much, much worse. It's a good job Jackson Lamb knows the rules. Because those things aren't going to break themselves. ****** Praise for Mick Herron 'The new spy master' Evening Standard 'Herron is spy fiction's great humorist, mixing absurd situations with sparklingly funny dialogue and elegant, witty prose' The Times 'Herron draws his readers so fully into the world of Slough House that the incautious might find themselves slipping between the pages and transformed from reader to spook' Irish Times

  • Something's happened. A lot of things have happened. If she could turn back time, she wondered how far she would go. Twenty-six-year-old Maggie Barnes is someone you would never look at twice. Living alone in a month-to-month sublet in London, with no family but an estranged sister, no boyfriend or partner, and not much in the way of friends, Maggie is just the kind of person who could vanish from the face of the earth without anyone taking notice. Or just the kind of person MI5 needs to thwart an international plot that puts all of Britain at risk. Now one young woman has the chance to be a hero - if she can think quickly enough to stay alive.

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