DARK ARENA

An imperturbable French agent infiltrates a deadly cabal of international powerbrokers.

Veteran French secret service officer Paul Degarde, who works primarily as an analyst of Russian maneuvers, has the rare opportunity to be “James Bond for a day” in a brief operation between Prague and Paris. The sequel is less rousing: Russian thugs break into his Paris home, terrorizing Paul and his family before killing him. This richly detailed prologue subtly overshadows the story to come and infuses it with an undercurrent of menace. Though he’s more experienced in the day-to-day practices of international espionage, Alec de Payns, the hero of Beaumont’s elegant spy series, is also a family man, as he shows in repeated scenes of domestic bliss with wife Romy and sons Charles and Oliver. Alec undergoes a crash course in steward school to infiltrate an international group with designs on the oil market. The plot is compellingly intricate, if sometimes challenging to keep straight. But no worries. Beaumont, himself a former operative with the French foreign secret service, immerses the reader in the nuts and bolts of the spy’s life: covert meetings, murky alliances, fellow operatives with aliases and a taste for the high life. With its sporty cars, luxe hotels and beautiful backdrops all across Europe, this might be a classic spy yarn from Ludlum or le Carré. Beaumont writes evocatively about quaint villages and historic cities seemingly caught in a time warp. Alec’s wry colleague Shrek supplies some welcome comic snap.

A sophisticated espionage tale from an author who knows whereof he speaks.