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A half-starved young Russian man claiming to be a devout Muslim, an idealistic young German civil rights lawyer, and a sixty-year-old scion of a failing British bank based in Hamburg form an unlikely alliance as the rival spies of Germany, England and America scent a sure kill in the "War on Terror," and converge upon the innocents.… (mehr)
davidpwhelan: Both books share plots that deal with mistaken identity, circumstantial evidence, war on terror, ascribing hostility to others based on race or religious background, and are well-written thrillers.
Das Buch um den tschetschenischen Flüchtling Issa, die Menschenrechtsanwältin Annabel und den Bankier Tommy Brue zeigt, wie nach dem 11. September Vorverurteilungen wirken. Es ist auf subtile Weise spannend. Am wenigsten überzeugten mich die zwischemmenschlichen Gefühlslagen. ( )
Unsere goldene Regel muss sein, dass wir denen, die wir lieben, dabei helfen, von uns loszukommen. Friedrich von Hügel
Widmung
Für meine Enkel, geborene und ungeborene
Erste Worte
Von einem türkischen Schwergewichtsmeister, der Arm in Arm mit seiner Mutter eine Hamburger Strasse entlangspaziert, kann wohl niemand verlangen, dass er es bemerkt, wenn ihn ein klappriger junger Mann im schwarzen Mantel verfolgt.
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The staple of your private banker's life, Brue liked to pontificate after a scotch or two in amiable company, was not, as one might reasonably expect, cash. It wasn't bull markets, bear markets, hedge funds or derivatives. It was cock-up. It was the persistent, he would go so far as to say the permanent sound, not to put too fine an edge on it, of excrement hitting your proverbial fan. So if you didn't happen to like living in a state of unremitting siege, the odds were that private banking wasn't for you.
The driver was holding open the rear door. He was young and blond, a boy in his prime.
I am a Muslim medical student. I am tired and I wish to stay at your house.
He had the assurance of wealth but none of its arrogance. His facial features, when not battened down for professional inscrutability, were affable and, despite a lifetime in banking or because of it, refreshingly unlined.
If there are people in the world for whom espionage was ever the only possible calling, Bachmann was such a person.
Like an actor, he could blandish, charm or intimidate. He could be sweet-tongued and foul-mouthed in the same sentence.
The running feud between those determined to defend civil rights at all costs, and those determined to curtail them in the name of greater national security, was approaching critical mass.
...the fact that you can only do a little is no excuse for doing nothing...
...each was searching for a solace that was not available, which was a kind of solace of its own.
Realistically yet intuitively, she believed she had come to understand who he was: a lonely rich man in the last part of his life, looking for the dignity of love.
...all the rest is fodder for the truth benders, ideologues and politopaths who ruin the earth.
Love was whatever you could put up with and still do the job.
Information is not knowledge, mind you. Information is dead meat. Only God can turn information into knowledge.
American justice, asshole. Whose do you think? Justice from the fucking hip, man. No-crap justice, that kind of justice! Justice with no fucking lawyers around to pervert the course.
To ignore history is to ignore the wolf at the door.
Letzte Worte
Brue legte ihr den Arm um die Schultern, wie eres sich schon seit so langer Zeit wünschte, aber er hatte das Gefühl, sie merkte es gar nicht.
A half-starved young Russian man claiming to be a devout Muslim, an idealistic young German civil rights lawyer, and a sixty-year-old scion of a failing British bank based in Hamburg form an unlikely alliance as the rival spies of Germany, England and America scent a sure kill in the "War on Terror," and converge upon the innocents.
Am wenigsten überzeugten mich die zwischemmenschlichen Gefühlslagen. ( )