“Where is he?” “Five miles due west of Ajaccio.” The don smiled. “Or thereabouts.” “Alive one hour,” said Keller, quoting a Corsican proverb, “dead the next.” — Daniel Silva Copy Share Image
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“After more than five years, some agents might be tempted to become complacent. Catherine would never become complacent. It was one of the reasons… — Daniel Silva Copy Share Image
“Only a man with a damaged canvas of his own can truly be a great restorer.” — Daniel Silva Copy Share Image
“I can be whoever you want me to be: CIA, FBI, DIA, an agency so fucking secret you've never heard of it before." -Gabriel… — Daniel Silva Copy Share Image
Erudite and entertaining, Max Anderson is the perfect tour guide to the world of art. The Quality Instinct is both educational and enlightening from… — Daniel Silva Copy Share Image
“Wasting the valuable time of others, thought Rousseau, was a bureaucrat’s ultimate revenge.” — Daniel Silva Copy Share Image
“But I’ve come to realize that this continent is dying a slow death. Europe is receding quietly into history. It’s old and tired, and… — Daniel Silva Copy Share Image
“And your new employers?” asked the don. “Every bed has lice,” said Keller. “Only the spoon,” replied the don, “knows the pot’s sorrows.” — Daniel Silva Copy Share Image
