WITH A MIND TO KILL

Horowitz completes his James Bond trilogy—begun in Trigger Mortis (2015) and Forever and a Day (2018)—by providing what would be the nonpareil British spy’s final adventure if only all those other earlier scribes hadn’t preceded him at the feast.

Brought back home in 1964 after executing Francisco Scaramanga in Jamaica in order to fake the assassination of M, his longtime superior in the Secret Intelligence Service, Bond performs so well that everyone who knows the actual position of Adm. Sir Miles Messervy—perhaps 50 people all told—is fooled into thinking that he’s dead. This fraud only lays the groundwork for Bond’s real job: to continue pretending that he remains indoctrinated by the Soviets aligned with Scaramanga in order to infiltrate the ranks of Stalnaya Ruka, a cabal of officers in the USSR who are clearly up to no good. Accordingly, he lets himself be abducted out from under the English officers who clearly hate him for killing Sir Miles, though this deception is trickier than it looks. Whisked off to Leningrad, he’s drugged and interrogated by his old nemesis Col. Boris, who’s far from convinced that Bond has set queen and country aside for the Soviet Union. The colonel assigns clinical psychiatrist Katya Leonova to stick close to Bond, becoming his friend, his confidante, and, if necessary, his lover. From this point on the plot proceeds in a much straighter line, though Horowitz can’t resist several additional twists, the most notable of them the identity of the target Bond’s new masters send him to East Berlin to eliminate.

Not nearly as ingenious as Horowitz’s meta-whodunits but well above average among post–Ian Fleming Bonds.