In Berlin an Abwehr officer, Wolfgang Stahl fakes his death ' he has been spying for the British ' and flees to England before he is unmasked. In Scotland a plane lands carrying Rudolf Hess, who is on a mission to negotiate peace. From Washington, America, although not yet officially in the war, sends an intelligence officer to London to find out what's going on. And in London Special Branch finds itself on the trail of Nazi assassins despatched to eliminate Stahl before he can spill all he knows about the German military plans for its Russian campaign. When the Special Branch detective is himself murdered, young Frederick Troy is given his chance ...
- Paperback | 320 pages
- 109.22 x 187.96 x 25.4mm | 226.8g
- 03 May 2001
- Orion Publishing Co
- Orion mass market paperback
- London, United Kingdom
- New edition
- New edition
About John Lawton
John Lawton is a degenerating misanthrope who lives in a remote hilltop village in Derbyshire. He is not entirely sure why. He likes T.C. Boyle, Chuck Palahniuk and Cormac McCarthy - and considers the seminal text of our time to be Myron by Gore Vidal. He is keen on the cultivation of the onion and obscure varieties of potato. He hates tories, teachers and travel (in that order) - but loves to visit Arizona, Florence ... New York ...
Posted to the American embassy in London in 1941, Captain Calvin M Cormack III finds himself precipitated into the war in Europe ahead of his country and into the wanton arms of the luscious Kitty ahead of the watchful eye of her father, and Cormack's friend, Chief Inspector Walter Stilton of Special Branch. In the aftermath of Hess's flight to Scotland and the disappearance of a high ranking German double agent that he was running, Cormack finds himself dodging a lot more than bombs in the blackout. Forced to team up with Kitty's ex and sometimes current lover, Sergeant Troy of Scotland Yard, whose deductive capabilities rival Holmes at his best, Cormack struggles to get to grips with a country whose people speak a strange dialect, whose tailors practice a peculiar form of sartorial sadism and whose culinary plight is worthy of nomination as a war crime in its own right. Riptide is a glorious combination of fact and fiction. Real events and people rub along with a splendid cast of spooks and solid London coppers. Lawton steers just clear of parody, mixing broad caricatures with meticulous detail worthy of Le Carre and derring-do that would not put Ian Fleming to shame. There is even a guest appearance by HG Wells! Although the names - Stilton, Onions, Ruthven etc - tend to grate and the comical Jewish tailors, Larry, Mo and Curly, are possibly one contrived joke too many, this is a glorious and energetic read and a welcome addition to the genre. (Kirkus UK)