"On n'est pas dans le futurisme, mais dans un drame bourgeois ou un thriller atmosphérique"
In the shadowy world of British intelligence there is only one man Lady Nevinson, the National Security Advisor, trusts for a highly-confidential private investigation Daniel Jacot. Britain's chief of military intelligence is mysteriously found dead in the chambers of a Cambridge college, the night before a revelatory lecture about Scott's expedition to the Antarctic. There are no signs of a struggle and his door is locked from the inside. The trail leads Jacot back to the Falkland Islands, where his hands were horribly disfigured during the 1982 conflict, forcing him to revisit painful memories and mistakes. As his private life and investigation start to run together, the signs increasingly point to an inside job involving the international spy community. And now, they are after him...
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