Hit List
(Sprache: Englisch)
Stone Barrington faces down a vengeful miscreant in this latest heart-stopping thriller from the #1 New York Times bestselling author
When Stone Barrington finds his name on a hit list, he plans to lie low until the culprit is caught. But when...
When Stone Barrington finds his name on a hit list, he plans to lie low until the culprit is caught. But when...
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Stone Barrington faces down a vengeful miscreant in this latest heart-stopping thriller from the #1 New York Times bestselling authorWhen Stone Barrington finds his name on a hit list, he plans to lie low until the culprit is caught. But when this foe shows no signs of stopping until his deadly objective is realized in full, Stone is left with no choice but to face the problem head-on.
Armed and alert, Stone joins forces with his most savvy connections to catch the perpetrator before the next strike. But it turns out this scum is an expert at evasion in more ways than one, and the international cat-and-mouse hunt that ensues has Stone questioning if he has become the predator or the prey. . .
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1It was a list of names: ten of them; half men, half women.
John H. Williams
Sheila Barton
Randall Carver
Bethany Holmes
Ariana Charles
Mark Wiseman
Helena Tree
Richard Cianelli
Trisha Marshall
Stone Barrington
Neatly printed on heavy, pale yellow stationery. Stone Barrington didn't know any of them, except the last. He held it up to the light and found a watermark: Strathmore. He buzzed his secretary, Joan Robertson.
"Yeah, boss?" she asked, setting a cup of coffee on his desk.
"There is a list of names on my desk. Who are they?"
"Beats me. I found it in the mail when I got to work-some time ago."
"Don't be arch, it doesn't suit you. Do you still have the envelope?"
She brought it to him; a plain, manila envelope, available at any store that sold plain manila envelopes. Not as distinctive as the stationery. He looked into the envelope and saw that it still had a card inside; he shook it out onto his desk. Same stationery, but card stock. One line, printed:
Dead, no special order, starting soon. Figure it out.
"Is this one of your jokes?" Stone asked.
"What jokes? I don't have any jokes, just witticisms."
She had him there. "Did you see who delivered it?"
"No, it was already there when I arrived."
"Did you enter from the street?"
"No, I took the shortcut." Joan lived in the building next door, which housed Stone's staff.
"Joan, without touching either of these two pieces of paper, see if you can scan them and e-mail them to Dino." Dino Bacchetti had been his partner when they were detectives with
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the NYPD, many years before. Now Dino was the police commissioner for New York City, and Stone was an attorney at the firm of Woodman & Weld. In the beginning, he had handled the cases the firm did not wish to be seen handling; now he was a senior partner.
"Yes, sir." She left the room and came back in, pulling on a pair of latex gloves.
"You keep latex gloves in your office?" he asked.
"Yep. You never know when you might not want to touch something or leave any fingerprints." She picked up the two pieces of paper and left his office, closing the door behind her.
Stone had finished half his coffee when his cell phone rang. ÒYes?Ó
"Is this some kind of joke?" Dino asked.
"I don't have any jokes, just witticisms," he replied, stealing a line.
"Tell me how you got them, and why, and no witticisms."
"A plain manila envelope was found by Joan when she came to work this morning. It contained both pieces of paper. There's a watermark on the letter paper: Strathmore. It's common enough, but high quality. We use it here."
"Do you know any of the names on the list?"
"Only one: guess which."
"I'm familiar with two of them: yours and that of Randall Carver."
"Who is he?"
"He's an adman, director of account services at Young & Rubicam."
"How do you know, or know of, him?"
"The name is at the top of a form that landed on my desk about ten minutes before yours did."
"What form?"
"Homicide report. Carver's name is at the top. He was shot once in the head at the corner of Madison Avenue and Forty-second Street by a man on a bicycle, we think. A silencer was used; we found the bicycle around the corner, leaning against a dumpster. It was clean."
"You'll find my prints and Joan's on the paper, when you receive the originals; any others are fair game."
"You sure you don't know anybody on the list?"
"Only myself."
"My guess is whoever s
"Yes, sir." She left the room and came back in, pulling on a pair of latex gloves.
"You keep latex gloves in your office?" he asked.
"Yep. You never know when you might not want to touch something or leave any fingerprints." She picked up the two pieces of paper and left his office, closing the door behind her.
Stone had finished half his coffee when his cell phone rang. ÒYes?Ó
"Is this some kind of joke?" Dino asked.
"I don't have any jokes, just witticisms," he replied, stealing a line.
"Tell me how you got them, and why, and no witticisms."
"A plain manila envelope was found by Joan when she came to work this morning. It contained both pieces of paper. There's a watermark on the letter paper: Strathmore. It's common enough, but high quality. We use it here."
"Do you know any of the names on the list?"
"Only one: guess which."
"I'm familiar with two of them: yours and that of Randall Carver."
"Who is he?"
"He's an adman, director of account services at Young & Rubicam."
"How do you know, or know of, him?"
"The name is at the top of a form that landed on my desk about ten minutes before yours did."
"What form?"
"Homicide report. Carver's name is at the top. He was shot once in the head at the corner of Madison Avenue and Forty-second Street by a man on a bicycle, we think. A silencer was used; we found the bicycle around the corner, leaning against a dumpster. It was clean."
"You'll find my prints and Joan's on the paper, when you receive the originals; any others are fair game."
"You sure you don't know anybody on the list?"
"Only myself."
"My guess is whoever s
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Autoren-Porträt von Stuart Woods
Stuart Woods is the author of more than eighty-five novels, including the #1 New York Times-bestselling Stone Barrington series. He is a native of Georgia and began his writing career in the advertising industry. Chiefs, his debut in 1981, won the Edgar Award. An avid sailor and pilot, Woods lives in Florida, Maine, and Connecticut.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Stuart Woods
- 2021, 352 Seiten, Masse: 11,2 x 19 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Penguin Random House
- ISBN-10: 0593083237
- ISBN-13: 9780593083239
- Erscheinungsdatum: 01.02.2021
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
"Fast-moving easy reading in the familiar Woods style." Booklist
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