Ruth, given her mother’s story in alternate chapters, is at first disbelieving, then suspicious, before being caught up in a web of intrigue woven by a woman as clever as Scheherazade.

So why is it that now, in 1976, she wants her daughter to find Lucas and confront him? Eva and Lucas become lovers, although Ruth knows he is not her father. Taught to lie, never to trust, always to have a safe house and to memorise whatever she needs to, she does so well that before long the secret counter-intelligence unit is sent to America to try and draw it into the War. RESTLESS is a brilliant espionage audiobook and a vivid. Beautiful Eva soon turns out to be a dab hand at disseminating disinformation through the press. Now Sally wants to find the man who recruited her for the secret service, and she needs Ruths help. He tells her that if she works for him, he will get her an English passport. You’ll never know what you’ll uncover once you lift the lid, was. Ninety per cent of intelligence meetings take place in hotels, we were told. Full of suspense, emotion and history, this is storytelling at its very finest. Sally is really Eva Delectorskaya, a Russian recruited as a spy just before the Second World War by the suave and rather sinister Lucas Romer. Boyd has a penchant for bad didactic aphorism. Exploring the devastating consequences of duplicity and betrayal, William Boyd's gripping novel captures the drama of the Second World War and a remarkable portrait of a female spy. Friday Rating: TV-14-LV (may be unsuitable for children. Ruth, an irritable single mother and Oxford graduate who is wasting her life teaching English as a second language, has always been told by her own mother, Sally, that ‘One day someone will come and kill me and then you’ll be sorry.’ This threat turns out to be true. Review: Restless is a spy story with a stiff upper lip Where: Sundance When: 9 p.m. Restless is that rare pleasure, a story that grips you from the first page and doesn’t let go until the last. Was it the unappealing Armadillo, or the tedious Nat Tate, or the self-indulgent essays in Bamboo? At any rate, Boyd is back with a new publisher, a new novel and his old form. Somehow, I don’t know how, I stopped reading William Boyd over the past decade.

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