The gun was a .45 calibre Beretta, larger than the 9mm he generally preferred but necessary for a quick and decisive kill. The ammunition was hollow-point, which would help to alleviate the threat of collateral casualties due to over-penetration. Gabriel loaded ten rounds into the magazine and inserted it into the butt. Then he screwed the suppressor to the end of the barrel and, extending his arm, checked the weapon for balance.
“What do you think normal people do when they come to Vienna?” Chiarra asked.
12th in the Gabriel Allon series finds the former Israeli spymaster, assassin and art restorer working in the Vatican lab on Caravaggio’s The Deposition when he is called upon by his friend, Monsignor Luigi Donati, private secretary to His Holiness Pope Paul VII, to discretely investigate the death of a female curator of the Vatican art archives, her body found on the floor of the Sistine Chapel. Publicly a verdict of suicide is announced, in the inimitable Vatican way. Murdered, in Gabriel’s opinion, she had discovered “irregularities” and was on her way to meet the Monsignor.
The search for answers leads Gabriel and Chiarra to the Etruscan tombs at Cerveteri, and an introduction from the head of the Carabinieri art squad General Cesare Ferrari (a regular in the Allon thrillers) to Dr Veronica Marchese, founder of the repository of Etruscan Art & Antiquities, who was a close friend of the dead woman and a former friend-with-benefits of the Monsignor, her husband involved with the Vatican Bank.
The Marcheses lived on a quiet street off the Via Veneto where the ceaseless march of time seemed to have stopped, however briefly, in an age of grace. This was the Rome that travellers dreamed of but rarely saw, the Rome of poets and painters and the fabulously rich…
Other clues point to a middle-east born art specialist David Girard, with a studio in St Moritz - funds raised through antiquities sales siphoned off to Hezbollah. Gabriel prevails upon former Parisian art thief, Maurice Durand, (another regular) to “acquire” a Cezanne and Etruscan antiquity. Add in stalwart assassin of “The Office” Mikhail Abramov, an explosion and yet another regular, Christoph Bittel, head of Swiss counter-terrorism.
Much of the book follows a well-trodden theme: rumours of the Iranian enrichment program, whispers of a terrorist attack, “the Office” kidnapping a senior official from an Iranian Embassy, interrogation and thwarting of would-be suicide bombers, and just when all seems to be going well, Gabriel joins the security contingent against a terrorist attack, as the Pope travels to the Holy Land, to celebrate Mass at Easter.
Jerusalem appeared before them, floating, as though held aloft by the hand of God. The pope peered intently out of the window as they crossed the city from west to east, new to old. As they passed over the Temple Mount, the golden Dome of the Rock sparkled in the midday sun. Gabriel showed the pope the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, the Church of the Dormition, and the Garden of Gethsemane.
This was the eleventh book in the Gabriel Allon series I have read (in no particular order) and once again I was drawn in by the research, the details of the locations, the art works, and fiction wrapped around history. Not a biblical scholar but, at risk of being labelled a numbers geek, I was struck by the symmetry of numbers: roughly 600 BCE – the height of the Etruscan empire in North-west Italy, and the destruction in 526 BCE of the 1st Temple of Jerusalem, built by Solomon, son of David, by Babylonians under Nebuchadnezzar II, whose empire included Syria and Palestine. Fast forward to CE, Christ condemned by Pontius Pilate to death by crucifixion marked by the solemn march along the Via Dolorosa - and the siege of the 2nd Temple of Jerusalem by Titus. Then in 636-637 CE, the rise of Islam, holding siege to Jerusalem through to the First Crusade 1099. Then a final leap to the 1800’s and British archaeologist Charles Wilson, followed by engineer Sir Charles Warren (later Commissioner of Police), who explored and documented the ruins and tunnels under the Temple Mount.
I won’t be drawn into comparing books in the series as they are all good, but this one will remain a favourite of mine.