Engrossing read, giving a fascinating insight into the Russian secret services (NKVD/KGB/FSB) and how they operate both internally and externally. Oleg Lyalin's defection in 1971 opened the eyes -- very wide too in astonishment -- to the British authorities of how many Russian spies were working under different guises in the UK. That is separate from the rather amateur home-grown bunch Lyalin's predecessor had ensnared in the UK.
Some interesting details outside of that is Edward Heath having the courage to tell 'Tricky Dickie' Nixon he preferred to alter the term special relationship (imho an appalling phrase) to a natural relationship. It certainly played well with the audience Heath wished to reach, the European Community as it was called then. However, this natural relationship did not extend to Heath informing Nixon of the mass expulsions of spies (105) until it was done and dusted.
A big reason for this was the brooding presence of the paranoid CIA Counter-Intelligence chief James Angleton, who like many had been duped by his close friend Kim Philby. It has often surprised me quite why Angleton is revered or indeed succeeded in climbing to such a position in the intelligence service. His list of achievements as far as I can see reads as zero, his paranoia created unnecessary witch hunts within the CIA, ruining several careers for no reason, and in MI5 unwarranted accusations levelled at Sir Roger Hollis and his deputy of being Soviet spies -- which for a time were pursued by the former's successor Martin Furnival Jones.
All this is covered in this terrific book. Indeed whilst mud was flung at any 'walk-in' defector by Angleton and his very own 'walk-in' defector Anatoliy Golytsin and indeed unjustifiably destroyed the credibility of several of them, it is interesting Furnival Jones withheld Lyalin's defection till after the fact. Even he had become wary of the double act over at Langley.
One has to wonder whether Angleton himself was not the high-placed double agent -- Golitsyn his Mephistopheles -- given his total lack of success in his own role, but expert at creating chaos all round him in their allies intelligence agencies.
I guess we will never know the answer to that but we can thank MI5 and Lyalin for making the UK a safer place -- no assassinations nor sabotage for decades in Britain until Putin came to power.
He and his mistress Irena Teplyakova, married to a colleague of Lyalin's, sacrificed a lot in going over to the other side. Neither of them ever saw their respective son's again -- Lyalin's had been baptised Alexander, in honour of the agent's half-brother a Red Army soldier killed in World War II, a hefty price to pay especially for Irena, whose willingness to defect is open to question.
A cracking tale, pings along at Len Deighton pace rather than the more sedate one of Le Carre and equally as thrilling.
Chapeau sir.