Here--from a former BBC correspondent expelled by the Russians in 1985 on charges of spying--a first novel about a rising political star, secretly in the pay of the British, who reaches the glorious heights of the Soviet Politburo and promptly has his cover blown by the woman who set him up in the first place. It looks as if the long-range planning department has come through for British intelligence. Years ago, handsome, Estonian, party-member Dmitry Kalyagin was identified as a young man with a future, just the sort to have on the Queen's payroll. The honey trap set for him worked like a charm, and for 20 years he has been sending ever better spy info to London. Now he has been selected by General Secretary Gorbachev to bring youthful vigor to the Politburo. But the honey trap also yielded a daughter, and the child's mother, the woman who snared Kalyagin for the British, whispers her damaging secrets to the KGB. Before Kalyagin can even unpack his bags in his terrific new flat, he's running from the authorities in company with his turncoat charlady. It's up to George Parker, chief of intelligence at the British Embassy, to save Dmitry's skin. But for some reason Parker is getting precious little cooperation and assistance from his higher-ups, and it looks awfully as if the Russians may have been doing a little long-range planning of their own. Moles everywhere! Fast-moving, fun--and mercifully free of plaguey and impenetrable post-le CarrÃ‰ plot-fogging.