“That ’ s h i m ! ” g ower yelled above the sound of the traffic. Pitt turned on his heel just in time to see a figure dart between the rear end of a hansom and the oncoming horses of a brewer’s dray. Gower disappeared after him, missing a trampling by no more than inches.
Pitt plunged into the street, swerving to avoid a brougham and stopping abruptly to let another hansom pass. By the time he reached the far pavement Gower was twenty yards ahead and Pitt could make out only his flying hair. The man he was pursuing was out of sight. Weaving between clerks in pinstripes, leisurely strollers, and the occasional early woman shopper with her long skirts getting in the way, Pitt closed the gap until he was less than a dozen yards behind Gower. He caught a glimpse of the man ahead: bright ginger hair and a green jacket. Then he was gone, and Gower turned, his right hand raised for a moment in signal, before disappearing into an alley.
Pitt followed after him into the shadows, his eyes taking a moment or two to adjust. The alley was long and narrow, bending in a dogleg a hundred yards beyond. The gloom was caused by the overhanging eaves and the water- soaked darkness of the brick, long streams of grime running down from the broken guttering. People were huddled in doorways; others made their way slowly, limping, or staggering beneath heavy bolts of cloth, barrels, and bulging sacks.
Gower was still ahead, seeming to find his way with ease. Pitt veered around a fat woman with a tray of matches to sell, and tried to catch up. Gower was at least ten years younger, even if his legs were not quite so long, and he was more used to this kind of thing. But it was Pitt’s experience in the Metropolitan Police before he joined Special Branch that had led them to finding West, the man they were now chasing.
Pitt bumped into an old woman and apologized before regaining his stride. They were around the dogleg now, and he could see West’s ginger head making for the opening into the wide thoroughfare forty yards away. Pitt knew that they must catch him before he was swallowed up in the crowds.
Gower was almost there. He reached out an arm to grab at West, but just then West ducked sideways and Gower tripped, hurtling into the wall and momentarily winding himself. He bent over double, gasping to catch his breath.
Pitt lengthened his stride and reached West just as he dived out into the High Street, barged his way through a knot of people, and disappeared.
Pitt went after him and a moment later saw the light on his bright hair almost at the next crossroads. He increased his pace, bumping and banging people. He had to catch him. West had information that could be vital.
Excerpted from TREASON AT LISSON GROVE by Anne Perry. Copyright © 2011 by Anne Perry. Excerpted by permission of Random House, a division of Random House, Inc. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
After a three-year lull, Treason at Lisson Grove returns to beloved Anne Perry territory: high-stakes murder and conspiracy with a rich Victorian cast of characters.
The murder of an informant with knowledge that Special Branch officer Thomas Pitt desperately needs sends him on a wild pursuit for the killer, from London to the coast of France. Meanwhile, Pitt’s boss, Victor Narraway, is relieved of his position on charges of embezzlement, leaving Pitt vulnerable to foes near and far. To help them both, Pitt’s clever wife, Charlotte, accompanies Narraway to Dublin to trace his accuser—an enemy from his past.
Unknown to all, a traitor is setting a trap that, once sprung, could destroy not just careers but the British empire itself.
Hardcover : 320 pages
Publisher: Random House Inc. ( April 05, 2011 )
Item #: 13-191581
ISBN: 9780345510587
Product Dimensions: 5.5 x 8.25 x 0.75inches
Product Weight: 12.0 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)

Not as interesting as other books in her repertoire. Always has very good details of the Victorian period though.
Reviewer: Nlmb
I do prefer the Monk series and I do not care to have Charlotte involved so much, but I like her period pieces and have real most of the Pitt series. This book had a slow start but was particularly satisfying in that it had some great action and I could not wait to finish it. All of the good parts centered around Pitt and not the other characters (other than Vespasia).
Reviewer: ggalaxie
It was wonderful to read a Thomas Pitt mystery again, and while this was an interesting read, it left me wanting more - more Thomas & Charlotte relationship, more Police work, less Special Branch,more wrap-up of a few loose ends. Still, it is an Anne Perry mystery and it is good!
Reviewer: Plg
I miss Pitt as a policeman, not Special Branch.. This is another plot looking for anarchists which starts choppy and never really caught my attention. An acceptable read, but not the great read I was looking for.
Reviewer: Cc
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