Secret Service by Tom Bradby

Published by Atlantic Monthly Press November 5, 2019

Kate Henderson is in charge of the Secret Intelligence Service’s Russia desk. She recruits a 17-year-old Bulgarian girl named Maya, living illegally in London, to work as a nanny for the top Russian spy. She places a microphone on a yacht where the most elite agents of Russian intelligence gather to discuss a plot to replace the Prime Minister with someone in their control.

Is this a fortunate discovery of a nefarious plot or is it misinformation? Kate learned of the meeting from an old friend who is now positioned to leak Russian secrets to her. Whether he is leaking the truth is a subject of debate as the story progresses. The fact that she did not immediately reveal the source of her information to C (her boss) is viewed with suspicion by some other members of SIS. Kate’s husband, Stuart, views her renewed acquaintance with her old friend with a different kind of suspicion.

As Kate investigates the various candidates to become the next PM, one of whom works closely with Stuart, Kate develops suspicions of her own about Stuart’s fidelity. Kate isn’t sure she can trust C or the other highly positioned colleagues in the SIS. Kate really only trusts a couple of people, co-workers Rav and Julie.

But can she trust anyone, really? The plot involves a classic mole hunt. Kate knows that someone close to her work is giving information to the Russians. She narrows the field to five suspects. The reader is invited to join the guessing game.

Kate’s distrust of her husband adds a bit of domestic drama to the plot, as does her daughter’s infatuation with an older boy who wants to take her virginity. The domestic drama seems a bit forced while the relationship with the teenage daughter resolves too easily. The mother-daughter aspect of the story is probably meant to make parents feel comforted: yes, there will be shouting, but then the daughter will come to her senses and acknowledge what a wonderful mother she has. Really? The mutual suspicions of infidelity are integral to the plot but Tom Bradby didn’t make me care about either Kate or Stuart, much less about their marriage.

The mystery of the mole’s identity is reasonably good, in that the answer isn’t obvious, although neither is it unexpected. The reveal is a bit underwhelming, in part because Kate is such a self-righteous moralizer that she can’t resist delivering a tiresome lecture about how she is too perfect to betray anyone, particularly her country, and why can’t everyone be just like her? The mole's motivation to help the Russians is also forced; I just didn’t buy it. I can't discuss the election outcome without spoiling the story, but it just struck me as silly.

Stories of moles are legion in spy fiction. This one is about average. Bradby’s prose is fluid and the story maintained my interest when it focused on the mole rather than Kate’s family issues. My recommendation is lukewarm because the story builds to a climax that fizzles more than it climaxes.

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