By Philip Kerr
Dans ce sixième épisode, retour aux sources.
Berlin, 1934 : Le monde est aveugle. Mais Bernie Gunther, lui, ne l’est pas. Après avoir quitté l. a. police de plus en plus nazifiée, il est chargé de los angeles sécurité des résidents du célèbre hôtel Adlon. Le dirigeant d’une entreprise de development est retrouvé assassiné dans sa chambre. Quelque temps plus tard, on repêche le cadavre d’un jeune boxeur juif. Y aurait-il un lien entre ces deux meurtres ?
Dans le même temps, Bernie fait los angeles connaissance de deux résidents de l’hôtel : une talentueuse et ravissante journaliste qui milite pour que les États-Unis boycottent les Jeux olympiques de 1936 et un gangster américain proche de los angeles mafia de Chicago, bien décidé à s’enrichir grâce aux J.O. Sur fond de montée de l. a. discrimination à l’égard des juifs, Bernie découvre un réseau de sociétés écrans, destinées à détourner les sommes pharaoniques que les nazis sont prêts à dépenser pour exhiber le nouveau visage de l’Allemagne grâce à l. a. development du stade prévu pour accueillir les J.O. . l. a. lumière sur cette affaire ne se fera que vingt ans plus tard, dans le Cuba prérévolutionnaire.
Traduit de l’anglais par Philippe Bonnet
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When he saw me he got up and took a Sig Sauer pistol from the table, stuffing it into his waistband, the grip hanging over the lip of his drawstring pants. We shook hands and he walked me over to my bike. He straddled it, started it up, and rode the throttle in neutral. He yelled over the engine, “That Spectre pistol Core's selling you? ” “Mommy. That's too much for a pistol, Bird. It was me I'd charge you three hundy” “That's cool of you, dude, but he ain't budging. ” I stuck my chin at the bike.
Or get shot here and let my partners waste him? Or hope one of them gets a clean line on him right this second? Or lie down and try to stay out of the way of everyone's bullets that were sure to puncture the Monte Carlo any second? Or, or, or … drop the keys? Yes, drop the keys. If I was going to die, then he was going to die too. I pulled the keys out of the ignition and let them fall into the footwell. ” “Motherfucker—” I leaned forward and Provestgaard did too. Mellor, who was closest to the passenger's side of the car, stuck his revolver in the rear window gap and emptied it.
Shoot, in that year, 1987, he probably even had his own computer. It didn't appeal to me. The bullet put the rush of the streets in me and through me. It guaranteed I'd never direct anything but myself, and convinced me that large desks were for castrated dummies. I thought, Fuck that, I'm gonna be an undercover. ” AUGUST 2001—JANUARY 2002 IF ANYTHING, THE shooting proved that my job, and therefore my life, was not glamorous in any way. Pathetically, I'd imagined that undercover life would be like Miami Vice—full of cigarette boats, fast cars, expensive clothes, and perfect tens in bikinis sitting in my lap while I negotiated with drug kingpins.