The Tamarind Seed by international bestselling author Evelyn Anthony was made into a 1974 movie starring Julie Andrews, and is now finally hitting the e-shelves as an ebook. In this suspenseful thriller of Cold War espionage, UN assistant Judith Farrow becomes embroiled in an international plot when she’s just trying to take some time off in Barbados.
As executive assistant to a senior diplomat at the UN, widow Judith Farrow spends most of her working hours handling classified information. When her boss insists she take some time off in Barbados, she’s happy to escape her dead-end love affair with a very prominent, very married British attaché. But from the moment Judith meets Feodor Sverdlov, her low-key vacation turns into an international nightmare that threatens her job—and her life.
A disillusioned military attaché working for the Soviet Embassy in Washington, DC, Sverdlov is known as a very dangerous man east and west of the Iron Curtain. Neither the British SIS nor the CIA believes his trip to the West Indies was an accident of fate. Suddenly Judith is perceived as a high-level risk, and Intelligence agent Jack Loder is dispatched to neutralize the situation. Now, Judith and Loder must identify the traitor in their midst—a mole code-named “Blue,” who’s firmly entrenched in DC’s power circles and preparing to deliver an irreversible blow to western civilization—before it’s too late.
He had sent his secretary off duty; she was a conscientious girl, who loved her work and never minded staying after hours. He had often described her as invaluable, but that evening her eagerness to stay late and help him was a maddening attribute. There had been a little battle between them, which left him victorious and alone in his office. He waited for a few minutes till he was sure she had gone. Then he went and turned the key in his door. It was dark and the windows were spattered with snow; he pulled the curtains and switched on the desk lamp. There were papers on his desk; it was their untidy presence that had worried his secretary, who felt it was beneath his dignity to wander through the building and return them to filing. These were of no interest to him. He pushed them aside, and unlocked the centre drawer of his desk, using a key that hung on a chain attached to his waistcoat. It was the only key to that particular drawer. He took out a file, with a red sticker across the top left-hand corner.
He placed it directly under the desk lamp, and then, page by page, he began to photograph the contents, using an object that was in fact a miniature camera.
At one moment he had stopped, frozen to immobility by the sound of someone walking down the corridor past his office. His eyes were fixed on the door handle. He had a moment of crazy panic, common to the fright experienced in a nightmare, that he might have broken the habit of years and forgotten to lock the door. If the footsteps stopped, if there was a knock on the door and then it opened … But nobody knocked, nobody turned the knob. The feet went past and the sound of them grew muffled, until he knew that what he was hearing was the bounding of his own excited heart. Within five minutes he finished taking the pictures, rearranged the papers, closed the file; only then did he permit himself to go to the door and make sure that disaster could not have overtaken him. He tried it, and he smiled. It was secure. He had not forgotten.
When he left his office, the desk was clear, the middle drawer locked, the unimportant documents returned to their place in the filing room, and the file with the top security red sticker lodged in the safe on the floor below.
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