Thriller Suspense Russia

Bar fights. They can come back to haunt you. A simple altercation - OK, one that did get out of hand a few years ago at Niagara Falls started this whole fiasco. How were we supposed to know those clowns were the Ukrainian mob? Well, they knew it was us and haunted us over the years. Now its become bombs and death threats and time to finish this vendetta. They blew up my boat. Tried to kill me. Blew up Ryan’s house and tried to kill him, too. They threatened our friends - all our friends.

Have you sat at your desk or home and thought about what a boring life you have? Be careful, be very careful what you wish for; the alternative may not be what you were expecting. This was certainly the case for Alan Raker, a bank auditor whose life changes beyond recognition when he is asked to work for his company in Russia. A book with everything - happiness, sadness, criminality, love, and desperate times.

The former Soviet Republics have officially become democratic and friendly with the whole world. The crime is on the rise. In the 70s and the 80s, thousands of Soviet Jews left the country. The anti-Semitism, social, and political issues made it more and more unbearable. The sudden opening in the policy made it possible to leave the country and free themselves. Years later, they are people of the world while the Russian crime is choking it. Alex, a Russian-born former Israeli commando, is called to help in destroying the Russian Mafia. This is his chance to avenge his parent's death.

John le Carré has earned worldwide acclaim with extraordinary spy novels, including The Russia House, an unequivocal classic. It is the third summer of perestroika. Barley Blair, London publisher, receives a smuggled document from Moscow. Blair, jazz-loving, drink-marinated, dishevelled, is hardly to the taste of the spymasters, yet he has to be used - sent to the Soviet Union to make contact.

"La vitre tintait sous le vent, des nuages gris et bas - des nuages de la ville, des nuages de pierre - passaient dans le ciel - comme s'ils étaient de retour, ces nuages étouffants de l'été que pas un orage n'avait transpercés. Sophia sentit que ces nuages n'étaient pas au dehors mais en elle, que depuis des mois ils s'amoncelaient comme des pierres, et qu'à présent, pour ne pas être étouffée par eux, il fallait qu'elle brise quelque chose en mille morceaux, ou bien qu'elle parte d'ici en courant."

Bill Morris sometimes thinks that it seems like an unbelievable dream. But when he looks at Maria's picture on his desk, he realizes it couldn't have been a dream. It was only six months ago that he sat at his desk, looking at her picture, wondering what could have happened to her. It had then been six weeks since there had been any word from his one true love, although she had promised to write him as soon as she arrived in Russia.