Henry Holt and Co.
I’m trapped, nearly out of time.
I have to think.
But I can’t trust my judgment. Perceptions blurred, memories distorted and incomplete. No sleep for thirty-six hours, a punch behind the ear with the butt of a Glock, and a sickening tumble down the embankment of one of L.A.’s ubiquitous freeways have taken their toll. I landed in a drainage basin beneath an overpass, where a crawl of sixty meters through a nearby culvert saved my life. The tunnel led to the other side of the expressway. From there I hot-wired an ancient Datsun pickup, abandoned
“Ghelfi expertly portrays the seamy undersides of Moscow and L.A…. A sure bet for thriller fans.”—Library Journal
"The accolades Ghelfi has received for his Volk novels are well deserved, and this will only add to his acclaim."—Booklist
“Keeps the Cold War hot with the intrigues of … a slate of characters who are seldom what they seem…. Swift, sharp character descriptions and atmospheric evocations of gray, melancholy Moscow and the seedier streets of Los Angeles add style and color to a delectably complicated plot.”—Kirkus Reviews
“This action-packed thriller grips readers from the opening moment”—The Midwest Book Review
“Brent Ghelfi's Volk is back in The Venona Cable, lethal as ever, this time plunging headlong into the heart of L.A. to follow a trail rooted in the closing years of World War II. This is Volk—damaged, intense, perversely moral—at his compelling best.”—Erik Larson, author of Thunderstruck and The Devil in the White City
“The Venona Cable packs more punch than a trunk full of C4. Action, suspense, and international intrigue are masterfully interwoven in an intelligently written, pulse-pounding thriller that everyone will be talking about. Brent Ghelfi is the new Le Carré.”—Brad Thor, #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Apostle