From the internationally bestselling author and “master of the sly double- and triple-cross” ( Seattle Times ), Robert Goddard, The Ends of the Earth is the third installment of the James Maxted thriller series, starring a charismatic Royal Fly-ing Corps veteran-turned-spy.
It is 1919, the Treaty of Versailles has been signed, and a team assembled at Max’s behest now anxiously awaits his arrival in Tokyo. Max had traveled to Paris after the end of the Great War to investigate the suspicious death of his diplomat father, Sir Henry Maxted, and was soon plunged into a treacherous game of cat and mouse with the people behind the murder: German spymaster Fritz Lemmer and the dark horse of the Japanese diplomatic contingent, Count Tomura. It is in Japanthe country of Max’s birth, where Sir Henry worked early in his careerthat Max hopes to finally uncover the truth behind his father’s de-mise and take down Lemmer’s spy network once and for all. But what Max’s co-hort doesn’t know is that his own story seems to have come to an end in France. Stuck in limbo, the team decides to pursue their only leadright into Lemmer’s den.
Loaded with death threats, knife fights, a kidnapping or two, and a coded list that has the power to dismantle whole governmental hierarchies, this is a masterful work of historical cut-and-thrust that tests the bonds of family and country to their very limit.
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About the Author
Robert Goddard is the Edgar Award-winning, internationally bestselling author of Long Time Coming , Past Caring , and Into the Blue , which won the first WH Smith Thumping Good Read Award and was later filmed for television. The James Maxted series also includes The Ways of the World and The Corners of the Globe. Goddard read history at the University of Cambridge and lives in Cornwall.
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Max felt the barrel of the gun pressing into his temple and his index finger being folded round the trigger.
He had always feared dying in a flying accident, as too many RFC pilots had, rather than in combat. It would have been both stupid and futile, a waste of his life as well as a good aeroplane. What was about to happen to him was similar in its unfittingnessand in the shame he felt on account of it. He had failed. He had fallen short. He had made a fatal mistake.
It could not be helped. At least, as when things went disastrously wrong in the air, it would end quickly. There was that to be said for it at any rate.
"We are ready, yes?" Pierre Dombreux nodded in evident satisfaction with his handiwork, then drew back and grimaced as he began to squeeze Max's finger against the trigger. "Adieu," he murmured.
A click sounded in Max's ear. Then