Peter de Wolkova looked around his new home, a double room in a shabby hotel not far from Kings Cross station. It was a big improvement on the stinking solitary cell in Brixton Prison.
"We never had any dealings with the Italian Embassy when it was open. Too busy with their wine and women. Messages were passed through Spanish diplomats sympathetic to the cause of peace and who had contacts in Berlin."
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“Never seen such security - barbed wire, trip wires, electrified wire, broken glass, traps, strips of nails, armed guards. I even spotted a couple of sound detectors. Wonder which of the 20 bedrooms His Gloriousness Ambassador Maisky kips in?"
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“You will get used to me, Mr Witherspoon. I treat my friends very fairly, my enemies regret their decision.” Polly smiled.
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