Real Tigers (Slough House, #3)

by Mick Herron

LIKE MOST FORMS OF corruption, it began with men in suits.

She said, ‘Thanks for coming to get me, Jackson.’ ‘Did you think I wouldn’t?’ ‘Oh, I knew you would. I just thought there’d be more mayhem involved, that’s all.’ And that was when Roderick Ho drove a bus through the front door.