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‘Primakov wrote me a letter,’ Marchant began, sitting on the rocks. He would return to Lakshmi in a minute. The wind coming in off the Solent was cold, and he was exhausted.

‘Go on.’ Marcus Fielding sounded tired too, more tired than Marchant could ever remember him sounding. Marchant felt guilty about his news.

‘He says that there’s a Russian asset high up in MI6. The letter was written after Hugo died. Primakov thinks the mole framed Hugo to protect himself.’

‘And does he give a name?’ Fielding asked.

Marchant paused. ‘Your deputy.’

There was a long silence. Marchant wondered if the news surprised Fielding, or if it confirmed a previous suspicion. Fielding was inscrutable face to face, even more so at the end of a phone line.

‘You know Primakov never liked Denton,’ Fielding said eventually. ‘There was history between them.’

‘I didn’t know.’

‘I’ll look into it.’

‘You think it might be Primakov’s revenge? From beyond the grave?’

‘We owe it to Hugo to find out. I know someone in Warsaw who might be able to help.’