The Slow Horses series is ostensibly about the fuck-ups and cast-offs of British intelligence, gathered together in Slough House and given make-work designed to push them into resigning, while they hope for redemption and a chance to re-join the regular Service. Nevermind that that plan has never worked for anyone; each hopes to be the first exception. In many ways, though, the series is really about what happens to an intelligence service when outside threats recede and internal jockeying for money and power becomes the greatest game. An external threat is no guarantee that intramural rivalries will recede — one of the CIA’s early and obviously non-public slogans was “bigger than State by ’48” — but the lack of one for the UK of the mid-2010s brings the jockeying front and center in Mick Herron’s books. Budgets are shrinking, and everyone wants to preserve theirs. Ministers want to show the civil service who’s boss; long-serving civil servants want to make clear that ministers come and go, their wisdom and experience are indispensable. Private ambitions or vendettas and the public interest are often difficult to distinguish for those on the inside. Everyone above a certain rank, it seems, wants to lay traps for their rivals while leaving no fingerprints or traceable files.
Catherine Standish’s mistake is not turning back into Slough House as soon as she has an inkling that she is being followed. Or maybe a little bit earlier when Sean Donovan, a man from her past, addressed her by name on the street not long after she left work. “Because Catherine Standish — never a [field agent] — knew this much too: that chance encounters might happen in some places, to some people, but they never happened here, to spooks.” (p. 11) Not to spoil the plot too much, but by the end of the first tenth of the book, Standish has been kidnapped, and she knows some of the people involved. The rest of Real Tigers is devoted to finding out who they really are, what they are up to, and trying to get her back in one piece.
One of the nice things about the series is that the Slow Horses are not secretly super-competent agents, relegated to internal exile by mistake. They make genuinely bad decisions all on their own and only sometimes manage to evade the consequences. River Cartwright, grandson of a Service legend, runs off impulsively at the first sign of information that might lead to Standish, and gets into far deeper trouble. Two of the other denizens decide that their hunt will be time wasted and go off for ice cream instead. The one with a gambling problem ducks out for a quick flyer on a horse race, gets lucky, and then spends a chunk of the afternoon losing the winnings and then some; meanwhile, his colleagues are counting on him to do things he is manifestly not doing.









