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Название: The Hidden Assassins

Автор: Robert Thomas Wilson

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Ужасы и Мистика

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       The Hidden Assassins

      ROBERT WILSON

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       Copyright

      This novel is entirely a work of fiction.

      The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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      First published in Great Britain by HarperCollinsPublishers 2006

      Copyright © Robert Wilson 2006

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       For Jane and my mother and Bindy, Simon and Abigail

       Turning and turning in the widening gyre

       The falcon cannot hear the falconer;

       Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;

       Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,

       The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere

       The ceremony of innocence is drowned;

       The best lack all conviction, while the worst

       Are full of passionate intensity.

      ‘The Second Coming’ W.B. YEATS

       And now, what will become of us without the barbarians?

       Those people were a kind of solution.

      ‘Waiting for the Barbarians’ CONSTANTINE CAVAFY

       Prologue

       The West End, London—Thursday, 9th March 2006

      ‘So, how’s your new job going?’ asked Najib.

      ‘I work for this woman,’ said Mouna. ‘She’s called Amanda Turner. She’s not even thirty and she’s already an account director. You know what I do for her? I book her holidays. That’s what I’ve been doing all week.’

      ‘Is she going somewhere nice?’

      Mouna laughed. She loved Najib. He was so quiet and not of this world. Meeting him was like coming across a palmerie in the desert.

      ‘Can you believe this?’ she said. ‘She’s going on a pilgrimage.’

      ‘I didn’t know English people went on pilgrimages.’

      Mouna was, in fact, very impressed by Amanda Turner, but she was much keener to receive Najib’s approbation.

      ‘Well, it’s not exactly religious. I mean, the reason she’s going isn’t.’

      ‘Where is this pilgrimage?’

      ‘It’s in Spain near Seville. It’s called La Romería del Rocío,’ said Mouna. ‘Every year people from all over Andalucía gather together in this little village called El Rocío. On something called the Pentecost Monday, they bring out the Virgin from the church and everybody goes wild, dancing and feasting, as far as I can tell.’

      ‘I don’t get it,’ said Najib.

      ‘Nor do I. But I can tell you the reason Amanda’s going is not for the parading of the Virgin,’ said Mouna. ‘She’s going because it’s one big party for four days—drinking, dancing, singing—you know what English people are like.’

      Najib nodded. He knew what they were like.

      ‘So why has it taken you all week?’ he asked.

      ‘Because the whole of Seville is completely booked up and Amanda has loads, I mean loads, of requirements. The four rooms have all got to be together…’

      ‘Four rooms?’

      ‘She’s going with her boyfriend, Jim “Fat Cat” Maitland,’ said Mouna. ‘Then there’s her sister and her boyfriend and two other couples. The guys all work in the same company as Jim—Kraus, Maitland, Powers.’

      ‘What does Jim do in his company?’

      ‘It’s a hedge fund. Don’t ask me what that means,’ said Mouna. ‘All I know is that it’s in the building they call the Gherkin and…guess how much money he made last year?’

      Najib shook his head. He made very little money. So little it wasn’t important to him.

      ‘Eight million pounds?’ said Mouna, dangling it as a question.

      ‘How much did you say?’

      ‘I know. You can’t believe it, can you? The lowest paid guy in Jim’s company made five million last year.’

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