The pace is relentless, the action and fight scenes superbly choreographed and Raglan is nicely complex: an action man with inner depths. Like all determined heroes, from Odysseus onwards, Raglan goes on a perilous journey — in his case to a Siberian penal colony. Its inner workings — and the advice of Yefimov, a fellow inmate, on how to survive — are deftly drawn. The Englishman is a cracking, finely crafted thriller. I’m looking forward to Raglan’s next outing.
Dan Raglan, a Foreign Legion veteran working with MI6, is called in to trace a banker kidnapped because he’s a keeper of spies’ secrets, and later pursues the abduction’s mastermind. The action sequences are vivid and inventive, but Raglan is too generic and the novel’s most compelling enigma is its cover: why does it depict Moscow when the Russian section occupies only a quarter of the book?