The Last Spymaster [NOOK Book]


Charles Jay Tice was a spy's spy--a legendary figure in the CIA, and the intelligence world in general, towards the end of the Cold War. But he was also a traitor, having sold secrets that seriously compromised the U.S. for years to come. Since his conviction, he's been kept in the tightest maximum security prison under the tightest security. Until one morning, his cell is discovered empty--Tice has disappeared without even the hint of trace.
Agent Elaine Cunningham ...
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Charles Jay Tice was a spy's spy--a legendary figure in the CIA, and the intelligence world in general, towards the end of the Cold War. But he was also a traitor, having sold secrets that seriously compromised the U.S. for years to come. Since his conviction, he's been kept in the tightest maximum security prison under the tightest security. Until one morning, his cell is discovered empty--Tice has disappeared without even the hint of trace.
Agent Elaine Cunningham is a 'hunter', assigned to find Tice quickly, before the rest of the world knows he's gone. But she soon finds out that something is very wrong. This is more than just an impossible escape by a master spy--lurking in the shadows is a much bigger, deeper, and more dangerous conspiracy than an old spy's last run for freedom.

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Library Journal
Like the fearsome plunge on a dangerous roller coaster, this thriller's denouement gets your heartbeat racing up to just short of tachycardia speed. Jay Tice, a legendary CIA spymaster recently exposed as a traitor, disappears from a prison cell. Petite agent Elaine Cunningham, whose resume leads with her "hunter" credentials, sets out to bag him. While paying attention to the details of spycraft such as dazzling technogear, the novel benefits from some exploration of feelings and emotions besides the usual fear and terror. Apart from one plot lapse where Elaine is caught in a villain's clutches but inexplicably pops up free later, the plotting is satisfactorily convoluted in the best mole-within-a-mole tradition. Best of all for Washington, DC, junkies is the rich portrayal of the area. The action-packed story makes grand use of Baltimore Harbor and other fabled venues. Lynds (The Coil; Masquerade) has added another jewel to her tiara as one of the reigning queens of the international spy-thriller genre. Strongly recommended for spy and suspense collections.-Barbara Conaty, Moscow Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
The tale of two unwanted spies' fight to foil a terrorist arms deal, Lynds's latest is almost as easy to read as it is to forget. One suspects that ex-CIA man Jay Tice has gotten a bad rap. After all, how else could so charming a devil find himself behind bars for life on treason charges? As it turns out, he has been charged unjustly (not so much framed as simply misunderstood), a fact that begins to trickle out after his daring escape from prison. Piecing together the puzzle that is Tice's past is one Elaine Cunningham-also CIA, and similarly, if not so dramatically, at odds with The Company. It's her job to find the mysterious Tice and bring him back to justice. Only, the more she learns, the more it seems that Tice just might be-gasp-one of the good guys. In fact, compared to weapons dealer Martin Ghranditti and any number of Cunningham's corrupt colleagues at the CIA, the man is something of a saint. Which is handy, because it's up to them, plus a few old comrades, to break up a terrorist plot that just might destabilize the world. "Trust no one" would make a fine tagline for this thriller, with government agents in bed with international criminals, CIA operatives selling off top-secret gadgets and old friends just as likely to stab one another in the back as they are to save each others' lives. Lynds (Mesmerized, 2001), the co-author of several books (The Altman Code, 2003, etc.) with the late Robert Ludlum, delivers a serviceable plot with all the gunplay, car chases, twists, turns and high-end intrigue one expects from such a thriller. Also on offer, though, are wafer-thin characters and cliched backstories-not to mention some of the worst aim ever exhibited by a band of supposedlytrained killers. Solidly mediocre.
From the Publisher
 “Today’s finest espionage writer unleashes an instant classic!”

—Lee Child


“A sizzling thrill ride!”—Steve Berry


“Nerve-tingling…will keep you turning the pages well into the night.”—Vince Flynn


“As high octane as they come”—Chicago Tribune


“Plentiful tradecraft and relentless danger combine with some clever plot twists for an entertaining read.” —The Economist


“Lynds [is] superbly gifted…. Her narrative skills and her character-creation engine are as high octane as they come.”—Chicago Tribune

 “Lynds’ books have long been acclaimed for their authenticity in describing the covert world, and this one is no different. The Last Spymaster is filled with rich characters and details ripped from the world of espionage...reminiscent of the work of Robert Ludlum or Frederick Forsyth.”—Chicago Sun-Times

“The Queen of the international spy thriller is back with her best novel yet!  The Last Spymaster is tremendous…great plotting, fascinating characters, amazing technical accuracy, breath-taking action. But best of all is her unrelenting examination of the moral ambiguity inherent in intelligence and counter-terrorism. Set aside of a few days of your life for this one—it’s well worth it!”—Marcus Wynne, author of Brothers in Arms


“Non-stop…[a] stand out….An outstanding read.” —Wichita Falls Times Record News


"This classic espionage thriller from bestseller Lynds ... strikes a perfect balance between the private lives of her characters and the blood and betrayal of their professional adventures."

Publishers Weekly


"Lynds' first-rate espionage novel is gripping and intense ... a never-ending, spine-tingling thrill ride that will keep readers glued to the pages."

RT Book Reviews (Top Pick!)


"Like the fearsome plunge on a dangerous roller coaster, this thriller's denouement gets your heartbeat racing up to just short of tachycardia speed....  Lynds ... has added another jewel to her tiara as one of the reigning queens of the international spy-thriller genre."

Library Journal

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781429906852
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 4/1/2007
  • Sold by: Macmillan
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition description: First Edition
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 416
  • Sales rank: 174,651
  • File size: 486 KB

Meet the Author

Gayle Lynds is the New York Times bestselling author of four thrillers, including The Coil, as well as co-author of three novels with Robert Ludlum. She lives in Santa Barbara, California.
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Chapter One

April 2005

Chaux de Mont, Switzerland

All days should be like this. All moments. Gerhard Shoutens hurtled down an expert ski run that paralleled a razorback ridge, following his friend Kristoph Maas. Sunlight drenched the snow-mantled Alps, and the wide sky was a vault of sapphire blue.

Gerhard reveled in the soaring exhilaration of speeding through the crisp new powder. "Das ist Wahnsinn!" he shouted into the wind.

Kristoph whooped in agreement. "Super! Toll!"

They flashed through a hushed stand of pines and into an open area, their velocity increasing, their skis hissing as the trail took them along the winding rim of a couloir. On one side spread a slope of pristine snow. Gerhard glanced down the other--a spectacular gorge so deep that house-size boulders at the bottom appeared to be mere pebbles. It was breathtaking.

"Sieh dir das mal an!" he yelled.

But before his friend could admire the view, his entire body seemed to recoil as if he had struck some obstacle hidden in the snow. He gave an outraged bellow, his skis lifted off the track, and he was airborne. Gerhard leaned low into his skis, frantically trying to reach him. But Kristoph shot off the edge and into the void.

Two days later

Allenwood Federal Correctional Complex

Allenwood, Pennsylvania

At 6:40 a.m., ten minutes past morning call at the crowded federal penitentiary in the Susquehanna Valley, a stranger in civilian clothes marched down a gray cellblock, staring straight ahead. A Bureau of Prisons lieutenant led; two guards followed. All looked uneasy.

The man paused at a cell. As soon as the door opened, he moved inside and glared down at the solitary cot. The blanket had been yanked aside to reveal blue prison trousers and shirt stuffed with crumpled newspapers and arranged to mimic a man lying on his side. There was also a fake wood arm covered with flesh-colored upholstery from the prison factory. With the pillow pounded high as if it covered a head, and the blanket on top exposing part of the arm, not even the obligatory flash of a guard's light during nighttime checks would reveal that no one slept there.

"Clever bastard." The stranger jerked a cell phone from his pocket. He punched in a number and kept his voice low: "He's gone, all right. I'm in his cell now. I'll--"

"Seal it off," the voice on the other end of the line ordered. "No one's to search it, understand? And for God's sake, make sure no one tells the press that Jay Tice has escaped!"

Langley, Virginia

At 9:06 a.m. Laurence Litchfield, the CIA's Deputy Director of Operations--the DDO--hand-carried a sealed white envelope down from the seventh floor to the Staff Operations Center, the SOC, which was responsible for case-management support to colleagues in the field. In his mid-forties, Litchfield was lean, with a runner's wiry body and a lanky gait. His eyes were carved deep into his face. Above them, wide brows formed an ink-black line across his forehead.

The SOC chief looked up from her desk. "Good morning, Mr. Litchfield. We got some overnight requests from our people in Yemen and Qatar. I was going to memo you about our progress with the intelligence summit, but I can fill you in now."

"First I need to talk to one of your people--Elaine Cunningham."

She noted the envelope in his hand. "Cunningham? You know she's sidelined."

"I know. Show me where she is."

She nodded and led him out the door and down two long corridors and into a room crammed with gray modular cubicles, which someone long ago had cynically dubbed the Parking Lot. Here a glacially changing landscape of some three dozen field officers waited like used cars collecting dust, futures uncertain. Their covers had been irrevocably blown, or they had proved inept, or they had run into Langley politics. For many, the next stop was the tedium of personnel or recruitment or curriculum--or, worst case, dismissal.

The chief pointed out Cunningham's cubicle among the maze, and Litchfield thanked her. "Go up to my office. I'll meet you there."

She left, and he turned down the narrow aisle and found Elaine Cunningham in her cramped enclosure, marching back and forth beside her desk, arms crossed, her shoulder propping her phone against her ear as she talked quietly into it. She was a small woman, twenty-nine years old and blond, dressed in an unbuttoned black jacket, white T-shirt, and belted black pants.

As he leaned against the frame of her cubicle to study her, she glanced up and recognized him. She winked one large blue eye in greeting.

And continued talking into the phone: "So, your missing source is a broker in Brussels. He's a morose Dane, unmarried, follows soccer. He didn't show up for a blind date yesterday and missed the alternate meet this morning. Now you have word he's in the wind, and Copenhagen can't find him." She pursed her lips. Her pace quickened. "All Scandinavians tend to be stereotyped as morose, but there are real national differences. It's the Swedes who are mostly angst-ridden, while the Danes are more happy-go-lucky. So your morose Dane may actually be Swedish, and if he's driving home, he probably didn't stop in Copenhagen but took the Øresund Fixed Link across the sound into Malmö. When amateurs change identities, they usually create legends based on what they already know. If he's Swedish--especially if he comes from the Malmö area--it's possible he knows Copenhagen well enough to fake it as his hometown, and if he does, it's a good bet he speaks Danish like a native."

Cunningham paused, listening. "My pleasure. No, this is the end of the Langley road for me. Hey, it's been great working with you, too. You always give me interesting questions." As she hung up, she grabbed the single sheet of paper in her printer tray. "Morning, Mr. Litchfield. This is my lucky day. Who would've thought I'd get to resign to the DDO himself. Just to make it official, here's my letter."

Litchfield was unsurprised. "You'll make your psychologist happy." He took the letter, folded it into his pocket, and sat in the only side chair.

"That's what I'm all about--making CIA clinicians happy." Her smile did not involve her eyes.

"I suspect you don't really want to quit. People who excel seldom do."

As Litchfield continued to watch, she blinked then sank into her desk chair. Dressed in her simple black and white clothes, her hair smoothed back into a ponytail at the nape of her neck, and wearing little makeup, she could pass as a cop or the leader of a gang of thieves. This flexibility of affect would be easier for her than for some, because she was neither beautiful nor ugly. Still, she was pretty enough that she could use her looks: Her face was slender, her cheekbones good, her classic features slightly irregular, and her golden hair shone. Litchfield had studied her file. Now he had seen her. So far, she was perfect.

"What you say has a certain truth to it," she acknowledged. "But I've also heard it said that a rut is just like a grave--only longer. I'm in a rut. I'm not doing Langley any good, and I'm not doing myself any good. It's time to get on with my life, such as it is." She gazed at the white envelope in his hand then peered up at him curiously. "But I think you have something else in mind."

He inclined his head. "I have a job tailored to your talents . . . and to your limitations. To do it, you'll be in the field alone, which you seem to prefer anyway."

"Not necessarily. It's just that the bodies Langley kept sending to partner with me turned out to be less than stellar."

"You don't trust anyone, do you?"

"My mother. I'm fond of my mother. I trust her. Unfortunately, she lives far away, in California."

"You trusted your husband, too. But he's dead. Afghanistan, right?"

For a moment she appeared speechless. She seemed to shrink, grow calcified, as hard as a tombstone.

He pushed her again: "You've had a problem working with people since he died. Your psychologist has recommended Langley let you go."

Instead of exploding, she nodded. Her expression was grim.

"You were one of our best hunters," Litchfield said. "Right now I need the best." As a hunter, her specialty was locating missing spies, assets gone to ground, "lost" foreign agents, anyone in the covert world of interest to Langley who had vanished--and doing it in such a way that the public never knew.

He watched a reflective look cross her face. It was time to change the subject: "Why do you think you were so successful?"

"Probably because I simply have a knack for it," she said. "I steep myself in the psychology of my target until the physical evidence and clues take on new meaning. That's all there is to it."

For the first time, he smiled. "No, there's far more than that." She was modest, and she had not lost her temper. All things considered, she was clearly his best choice.

Eyeing him speculatively, she said, "When the DDO comes to call, I figure something important has happened. And when I'm on the verge of being fired and he still comes to call, I figure it could be crucial. So let me help you out--if you think I can do the job, tell me what it is, and I'll tell you whether I can or want to take it on."

He looked around. "Not here. The assignment is with one of our special units. And it's M-classified." "M" indicated an extraordinarily sensitive covert operation. Among the highest the United States bestowed, single-letter security clearances meant the information was so secret it could be referred to only by initials.

Her blue eyes snapped with excitement. It had been a long time since she'd had such an opportunity. "Give me back my resignation letter. As long as I don't have to mommy fools, I'll deliver."

He handed it to her along with his envelope. "Here's the address and the name of your contact, plus my phone number. It's the usual protocol--you hunt, our regular people capture. Read, memorize, then shred everything, including my number. Good luck."

The Catoctin Mountains, Maryland

Dense forests flowed dark and primeval down the ridged sides of the Maryland mountains to where a roadside stop had been built on a green basin of land off busy Highway 15. A cool breeze typical of the early hour at this time of year blew around the two-pump gas station and parking lot and café.

Jay Tice stood utterly still in shadows. His bloody clothes announced he should be considered dangerous, but there was something else about him that was perhaps even more sinister: It was in his aging face, where intelligence and violence warred just beneath the skin. His hair was short, the color of iron shavings. Two crevices curved down from either side of his nose to his mouth. His chin was as firm as ever, marked by the dramatic cleft.

He moved off through the trees. At the rear of the café, he dropped to his haunches. There were four windows on the back wall--one was opaque glass, two displayed customers eating, and the fourth, next to the doorway, showed a desk and file cabinets. That was the office, just where he remembered. The back door was open. From it drifted the greasy odors of fried sausage and bacon. Tice looked around then sprinted to the doorway. He peered cautiously inside.

"Two eggs, easy!" A voice yelled from the end of the cluttered hall. "Half stack!"

Within seconds he slipped unnoticed into the office. He locked the door and activated the computer and, while it booted up, opened the window. From somewhere inside the café, a newscast described a terrorist bombing by a group thought to be connected to al-Qaeda. He sat down at the computer and created a new Yahoo! e-mail account from which he opened a blank e-mail, addressed it, and typed into the message window:

Dog's run away. Call home.

As soon as he hit send, he addressed another e-mail with a different message:

Unexpected storm forced evacuation. In touch soon.

Deleting all copies saved to the computer, he turned it off. He slid out the window, stifling a groan as his hip grazed the lip, furious that he was not as agile as he once was. He closed the window and seconds later was in the forest again, moving swiftly away.

Copyright © 2006 by Gayle Hallenbeck Lynds

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 26, 2013

    Good spy tale!


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  • Posted September 5, 2011

    Highly Recommended

    I recently became aware of the author through reading her "Covert One" series co-authored with the late,Robert Ludlum. Having just finished "The Last Spymaster" I found it to be one of her best efforts-riverting the reader's attention from the first to the very last page. Lynds has a very special knack of integrating the personal lives and challenges of the characters with an intricate, although not as complex as the webs some will spin in the espionage genre,and exciting tale of modern day conspiracy and challenges to the free world. I intend to read all of her novels and expect that they will be as satisfying and exceptionally written as the ones I have already read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 6, 2010

    I Also Recommend:

    The Last Spymaster

    My husband and I first read Gayle Lynds when she wrote with Robert Ludlum. We have both read The Last Spymaster and enjoyed her characters and plot. My husband is now going to go back and read some of her previous work. An enjoyable read and Gayle Lynds has a well written book.

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  • Posted November 28, 2008

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    Excellent!, Excellent!, Excellent!

    Gayle Lynds is absolutely one of the best in this genre. I was captured by the first page and found I could not put the book down. Finished it 12 hours later and immediately got on line to buy more books by wonderful author. I highly recommend it to anyone who enjoys espionage novels.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 4, 2006

    The Pace Never Slows in Gayle Lynds' The Last Spymaster

    If only half of what Gayle Lynds writes in her latest thriller about top-secret weapons and how easy they are to acquire by the bad guys is true, then we should be worried, very, very worried. Elaine Cunningham, a C.I.A. counterintelligence 'hunter' is given the difficult job of finding escaped C.I.A. traitor Charles Jay Tice--a legend reknown for his tradecraft and ability to evade detection has escaped from custody leaving a trail of corpses. Elaine soon picks up his trail, but just as quickly becomes the target of a group of relentless assassins--the hunter becomes the hunted, with the stolen weapons as the prize. Lynds orchestrates the action like the master that she is, moving from locale to locale and from viewpoint to viewpoint, never letting the pace slow as the bodies pile up, until the fiery climax in Baltimore harbor. I can't imagine you will read a better thriller this year. Gayle Lynds' The Last Spymaster should be on the short-list for the major awards this year.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 14, 2006

    'The Last Spymaster' is a master spy thriller

    Gayle Lynds has surpassed her standing as a great espionage writer with her new book 'The Last Spymaster'. It has everything one can expect from a master spy thriller such as a great story, suspense, in-depth character development, a vivid description of places in the story, several simultaneous plots and Galye's knowledge of covert actions, intel and expertise of technology. I read the book in two sittings and it was a great page turner. I was able to feel in that short time that I really got to know and meet Jay Tice and Elaine Cunningham. I am a Gayle Lynds fan and feel strongly that this is her best novel to date and 'The Last Spymaster' places her among the best espionage writers today.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 9, 2006

    ''The Best Spymaster''

    The Last Spymaster, marks Gayle Lynds the Best Spymaster.That title belonged to Robert Ludlum all theses years,but now she has taken up the mantle and with her new book has surpassed,the man himself. This book is written in such a way that keeps the reader wanting to get to the next page.The characters are well developed and the plot is slowly unfolded so as to provide suprises through out the book.The twist and turns keep coming and coming.You will find very quick that it is fast paced,well written,and long hours of research have gone into this spy novel. The action will satisfy action fans, but it is the backdrop that provide's the crux of this book, along with the great characters whom are not cardboard, but seem to be real people right out of the spy world.This book is so engrossing it will leave midnight readers with buzzing brains.Lynds pulls you headfirst into a world of danger and intrigue, this is a first class thriller and puts Gayle Lynds and The Last Spymaster at number one on all list for not only the summer but a classic for years to come.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 7, 2006


    The action starts immediately in this well writen spy thriller. It recounts the story of master CIA spy Jay Tice who turned traitor and was convicted and imprisoned in Allentown,PA. As the novel opens Tice has escaped and is being pursued by CIA 'Hunter' Elaine Cunningham. The characters are well developed and likeable, the plot twisty and engaging and the action is non stop . Lynds collaborated with Robert Ludlum on several novels and has been compared to him but in my opinion she is the better writer and this novel is her best yet. If you like espionage fiction read THE LAST SPYMASTER, you won't be sorry.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 4, 2006

    A New Spymaster Has Arrived

    Robert Ludlum has long been considered by most to be the master of the espionage thriller. Few people, if any, realized when he asked Gayle Lynds to collaborate with him on the first 'Covert One' novel that he was `passing the torch¿. If there was any doubt as to the truth of that, Gayle¿s latest thriller, The Last Spymaster, should put to rest any and all doubts. From character development to plot she takes us on an unforgettable roller coaster ride of unparalleled intensity that answers the age old question: ¿What does one do when they have reached the pinnacle of their profession?¿ ANSWER: Set a new standard! `The Last Spymaster¿ does just that and has locked in her rightful place as the `New Spymaster¿.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 1, 2006

    Action-Packed Masterpiece of Intrigue

    In THE LAST SPYMASTER, Gayle Lynds¿ seamless suspense imbedded with literary finesse eclipses thriller stars Robert Ludlum and John Le Carre at the peak of their form. This is her best work. She gives us superb storytelling at supersonic speed and sets the bar, not only for her own future novels but also for every other author in the thriller genre. Individual idiosyncrasies that distinguish her previous heroines¿Asperger¿s syndrome, cellular memory, conversion disorder and a peacenik aversion to violence¿give way to a wider scope. This time she tackles the universal flaws of globalization within today¿s political framework in her portrayal of power brokers¿whether greedy or altruistic¿competing in the war on terrorism. Using her characters¿ perspectives and personal agendas¿we have turncoat Jay Tice, hunter Elaine Cunningham, sleeper Raina Manhardt, arms dealer Martin Ghranditti, Muslim militant Faisal al-Hadi, retired mentor Palmer Westwood, and CIA Deputy Director Lawrence Litchfield¿she masterminds a maze of crossover subplots and a story of passionate love that merge on the final ramp of their stories. Her ultra `smart¿ inventions and security technologies make Orwell¿s vision of the future seem primitive. Against such a backdrop of global conspiracy, I looked for cynicism or disillusionment seeping into her writing, because the more we learn the more we see how much our governments lie to us. Instead, with a keen journalist¿s nose for truth, she relentlessly sniffs out the corruptive realities existing inside the covert catacombs of international intelligence, while keeping her eye on the ultimate sacrifices and dedication of those who serve to protect us. As Gayle explains in a Question and Answer dialogue with readers, ¿Holding on to one¿s ideals while working for a better world is the most difficult personal challenge. Those who succeed against such odds are the stuff of quiet legend, occasionally receiving secret honors and awards, and living out their days without telling tales . . . They pay high prices personally, and they deserve our respect.¿ THE LAST SPYMASTER chronicles such hope in a `tour de force¿ that catapults Gayle Lynds to the top of the thriller genre. As a member of the Association of Former Intelligence Operatives, the Military Writers Society of America and co-founder/co-president of the International Thriller Writers, Inc., she can be proud of the brilliant work she has delivered to represent their high ideals of performance.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 28, 2006


    When was the last time that you got so caught up with a book that you really lost track of time? When was the last time that the characters in a book you were reading became so real to you that you started to think about them when you weren't even reading the book? When was the last time that you actually had to cover the opposite side of the page so your wandering eyes wouldn't spoil the surprise in the next several lines? I'll bet you're going reply that it's been a long, long time. Well, THIS is the book you want to whisk you away to another world....the world of espionage. Not the dry,uncompromising world of espionage that we typically think of when we hear that but rather one filled with intrigue as well as twists and turns on every page.....characters that are so fully developed that you do think of them as real that you truly care about...or, in the case of a couple, come to detest!!! Gayle Lynds had set the bar so high for herself with her previous gems that it amazed me that she even topped herself with this phenomenal book. This is the consummate suspense thriller... relentlessly chilling with a shattering climax!!! Ohhhh but the epilogue...just wait until you read that...brought tears to my eyes....reallly!!!! One final thing....the writing is so incredible that there are no words to describe just how good it, find out for yourself and grab THE LAST SPYMASTER as fast as you can ... shut off the phones so as to wallow in this seductive will not be disappointed!!! Trust me!

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    terrific espionage thriller

    During the Cold War, CIA spymaster Jay Tice sold out his country to the Russians, but was caught. Convicted, he was sentenced to spend the rest of his life at the Allenwood Federal Correctional Complex in Allenwood, Pennsylvania. No one has ever escaped from the prison so Tice is expedited to one day die there. However, Tice does the impossible and vanishes without a trace. CIA Director of Operations Laurence Litchfield sends his best hunter, Elaine Cunningham, to find the escaped spymaster and learn how he pulled the rabbit out of the hat. Elaine wants to say no as she no longer has the passion especially since her spouse died in Afghanistan, but accepts the duty. Elaine follows clues that take her on a death ride of the east coast, but she soon concludes this is not one clever espionage agent fleeing into the cold, but something much greater in scope and diabolical, but what and who to warn remains just out of her reach. --- This is a terrific espionage thriller that grips readers because characters like Tice, Cunningham, and former East German spy Raina Manhardt provide passion to the complex well written plot. The action-packed story line takes the reader and Elaine on quite an odyssey as she follows the death trail in her quest to hunt down Tice. The relationship between Tice and Manhardt adds depth as they were the ultimate star-crossed lovers during the Cold War. Gayle Lynds writes a fantastic thriller that brings heart to THE LAST SPYMASTER. --- Harriet Klausner

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