SAINT SERGEY'S HEAD

In Keech’s spy novel, an unlikely Russian emissary gets caught up in espionage.

Thirty-year-old Alexey Mikhailov travels from Nidgye, a small village near the Georgian border, at the behest of his mother, who wants him to visit the reliquary of Russia’s revered Saint Sergey at a monastery a few dozen miles outside of Moscow and plead for the saint’s intercession in Russia’s ongoing war in Ukraine (Alexey’s father is indifferent, being an “old Soviet atheist holdover”). Specifically, the reliquary is for the 14th-century saint’s head; the priests serving there have recently been disturbed by online claims stating that their relic is fake and that the actual head of Saint Sergey currently resides in the Orthodox church of Ioann Russkiy, Saint John the Russian, in Istanbul. The clerics ask Alexey to disguise himself as a priest and go to Istanbul to investigate—as he’s eager to avoid the draft, Alexey quickly agrees. He travels to Istanbul, meeting a wealthy young man named Ivan (who will come back into his life in an unexpected way later in the story) as well as Angela Walker, a CIA operative under a cloud from a previous screw-up who’s been sent to Istanbul with U.S. Defense Clandestine Services Col. Michael Flint in order to intercept a mysterious Russian asset bearing an even more mysterious device. Angela and Alexey take a strong liking to each other, but everything is complicated by the pompous colonel. Keech stirs all of these elements into an utterly delightful mixture of high-stakes spy-drama and droll satire of high-stakes spy-drama. Alexey is a perfect hapless everyman whom readers will instinctively root for, delighting in the hijinks and scrapes he gets into in his quest to bring the saint’s head back to Russia. The double ending the author arranges is both heartwarming and appropriately cynical. Espionage fans will find much here to love.

A wry and fast-paced spy thriller unfolding in the shadow of the Hagia Sophia.