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Автор: Jon Stock
Издательство: HarperCollins
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Жанр произведения: Шпионские детективы
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isbn: 9780007457175
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       Chapter 64

       Chapter 65

       Chapter 66

       Chapter 67

       Chapter 68

       Chapter 69

       Chapter 70

       Chapter 71

       Chapter 72

       Chapter 73

       Chapter 74

       Chapter 75

       Chapter 76

       Chapter 77

       Chapter 78

       Chapter 79

       Chapter 80

       Chapter 81

       Chapter 82

       Chapter 83

       Chapter 84

       Chapter 85

       Chapter 86

       Chapter 87

       Chapter 88

       Chapter 89

       Chapter 90

       Chapter 91

       Chapter 92

       Chapter 93

       Chapter 94

       Chapter 95

       Chapter 96

       Chapter 97

       Chapter 98

       Chapter 99

       Chapter 100

       Chapter 101

       Chapter 102

       Chapter 103

       Chapter 104

       Chapter 105

       Chapter 106

       Chapter 107

       Chapter 108

       Chapter 109

       Chapter 110

       Chapter 111

       Chapter 112

       Chapter 113

       Chapter 114

       Chapter 115

       Chapter 116

       Chapter 117

       Chapter 118

       Chapter 119

       Chapter 120

       Chapter 121

       Chapter 122

       Chapter 123

       Chapter 124

       Author’s Note

       Acknowledgements

       By the same author

       Copyright

       About the Publisher

      1

      Salim Dhar looked over the limestone cliff and tried to imagine where he would fall. For a moment, he saw himself laid out on the flat rocks eighty feet below, the incoming sea lapping at his broken body. He stepped back, recoiling, as if he had caught the stench of his own death on the breeze blowing up from the foreshore.

      He glanced around him and then out to sea. The moon was full, illuminating the fluorescence in the crests of the waves. Far to the west, the lights of reconnaissance planes winked as they criss-crossed the night sky, searching in vain for him. Somewhere out there a solitary trawler was drifting on the tide, crewed by men who would never see the dawn.

      Dhar limped along the cliff edge to the point where