| Display title | Istanbul Intrigues |
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This attribute controls the content of the description and og:description elements. | A history of espionage in Istanbul and the surrounding area during World War II, written by Barry Rubin. It is a better read then most Spy Fiction, and contains an large amount of stories. All of these are true as far as the author can tell (for obvious reasons, this kind of story generally supposes some leeway).
The book shows how Turkey remained neutral by convincing everyone of its sympathies. However, its strategic location ensured that every faction had an interest here. Spies clash in both posh hallways and in seedy alleyways. Meanwhile, the war rages all around, leaving Turkey an island of safety.
From there the Allies mount secret operations in the Balkans; the Germans mount ops in the Middle East; the Russians and Germans struggle for influence; lesser powers carry out their own intrigues and everyone tries (in a suitably Byzanthine way) to find out and outwit each others' schemes. Meanwhile, the Turks watch over the whole thing to keep it from getting out of hand.
The book is written in what the Spy Fiction trope would call a stale-martini fashion with evocative descriptions of the life in Istanbul during the war. The combination makes the book much like a film. It is well worth your read. |