Title: The Trinity Six
Publisher: HarperCollins
Hardback: 404 pages
ISBN: 978-0-00-733779-8
Price: £12.99
Publication Date: 03/02/2011
When I was born, it was the mid eighties and the Cold War was in its last throes. As a result, I have to admit that I don’t really know that much about the period [a shocking revelation I know – especially as I usually claim to know everything!]. So, reading this novel was actually the first time I had ever encountered the Cambridge Five – an (in)famous ring of spies [unsurprisingly, given the name, they were five in number!] who were all recruited by the Russians whilst they were attending Trinity College, Cambridge in the late 1940s and early 1950s.
But what if there was a sixth man – one who has escaped detection for all these years? When a set of old KGB documents comes into the possession of impoverished Russia expert Sam Gaddis, he begins to wonder whether this could be more than a wishful conspiracy theory. And if there were a sixth man, then it would be the kind of explosive story to re-establish his ailing academic career. But when sources start to die mysteriously, Gaddis is left with little evidence and in mortal peril – even if he doesn’t realise it – from people who will do anything to keep the past hidden.
The Trinity Six was a really enjoyable contemporary spy thriller, with plenty of twists to keep the reader on their toes and whose references are never too obtuse or over-complicated. Initially it is quite dialogue-heavy, but when it does burst into life – as Gaddis begins to criss-cross Europe – it becomes an unputdownable read. And the final, cynical twist seems all too realistic and plausible – and is a sad reflection upon our modern world and its realpolitiks.
The characters are also very believable and well fleshed-out. Gaddis himself, with his failed marriage, young daughter and money problems, is an interesting protagonist, and I really liked that at no stage did he become the sort of gung-ho action hero that he patently wasn’t and could never be. He stumbles and bumbles his way along in a fairly realistic manner – Jason Bourne he certainly isn’t.
However, I did think that Gaddis’s beautiful young love interest, Holly Levette, was slightly too convenient a method of getting the plot going [she turns up at his book launch to tell him that she has found old KGB documents amongst her recently-deceased mother’s possessions – it does seem a bit implausible. Although, maybe I'm just jealous!].
On a slight aside, I really enjoyed – and laughed a lot when I read it – when Gaddis is described as wearing a corduroy jacket – thus propagating the cliché of academics and their love of corduroy, tweed and velveteen clothing [although, my father is a professor and does wear a tweed jacket, so maybe there is an element of truth to the stereotype!].


