The Charm School

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Overview

With a New Foreword by the Author

On a dark road deep inside Russia, a young American tourist picks up a most unusual passenger with an incredible secret. Poised against the very heartland of America is a vast and astounding KGB enterprise known as "The Charm School." Arrayed against the all-encompassing grip of the Soviet state are three Americans: Sam Hollis, an Air Force officer, who will fly one last covert mission into the center of a mad experiment; Lisa Rhodes, an embassy liaison, who will see her political hopes and ideals brutally tested; and Seth Alevy, the chief of the CIA's Moscow station, who will find his intricate dance of destiny and death reaching its devastating conclusion. Welcome to The Charm School, one of the most chilling Cold War novels ever written...

Editorial Reviews

This highly charged espionage thriller gets off to a stunning start. On the road from Smolensk to Moscow, an American tourist, Gregory Fisher, is confronted by a man on the run: an Air Force major who was shot down over appears from his hotel and soon turns up dead, the victim of a suspicious car crash. Intelligence officer Sam Hollis, press attache Lisa Rhodes and CIA bureau chief Seth Alevy must discover for themselves what is going on at the Charm School. They must also decide whether public revelation of a horrifying KGB operation during the new era of glasnost might not damage American/Soviet relations. In this exciting, polemic novel, DeMille (Word of Honor) limns an authentic portrait of Russian society. He conveys the claustrophobic life of American Embassy officials impossibly restricted in movement, and he creates spirited American agents who dodge and spar wittily with coarse KGB men. Once DeMille brings readers into the Charm School itself, however, he cannot sustain the magic that has propelled the narrative for two-thirds of its generous length. At this point, the plot becomes predictable, and the finale differs little from standard adventure escapes, with a cruel resolution to boot. Still, it's riveting reading most of the way. 100,000 first printing; $150,000 ad/promo. (April) -- PUBLISHERS WEEKLY.

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Bio of Nelson DeMille

Nelson Richard DeMille was born in New York City on August 23, 1943 to Huron and Antonia (Panzera) DeMille. He moved as a child with his family to Long Island. In high school, he played football and ran track. DeMille spent three years at Hofstra University, then joined the Army and attended Officer Candidate School. He was a First Lieutenant in the United States Army (1966-69) and saw action as an infantry platoon leader with the First Cavalry Division in Vietnam. He was decorated with the Air Medal, Bronze Star, and the Vietnamese Cross of Gallantry. DeMille returned to the States and went back to Hofstra University where he received his degree in Political Science and History. He has three children, Lauren, Alexander, and James, and still lives on Long Island. DeMille's earlier books were NYPD detective novels. His first major novel was By the Rivers of Babylon, published in 1978 and still in print, as are all his succeeding novels. He is a member of The Authors Guild, the Mystery Writers of America, and American Mensa. He holds three honorary doctorates: Doctor of Humane Letters from Hofstra University, Doctor of Literature from Long Island University, and Doctor of Humane Letters from Dowling College. Nelson DeMille is the author of By the Rivers of Babylon, Cathedral, The Talbot Odyssey, Word of Honor, The Charm School, The Gold Coast, The General's Daughter, Spencerville, Plum Island, The Lion's Game, Up Country, Night Fall, and Wild Fire. He also co-authored Mayday with Thomas Block and has contributed short stories, book reviews, and articles to magazines and newspapers. His newest book, THE GATE HOUSE, is the much-awaited follow-up to his beloved novel The Gold Coast and will be released in October 2008.

Customer Reviews

  • 5 stars out of 5

    Posted December 23, 2007 by heb66, Lancaster, PA

    One of my all time favorites!

  • 3 stars out of 5Engaging Read

    Posted January 03, 2009 by Colin, St. Louis

    The Charm School is an entertaining book with a fast paced plot line and no lack of suspense. This was my first DeMille book so I may not be familiar with his writing style, but I felt that some of the characters were less than believable and displayed few unique traits. A book worth reading but not necessarily one that should jump to the top of your, "to read" list.

Additional Info

Imprint

Hachette Book Group USA

Filesize

3.52 MB

Number of Pages

640

eBook ISBN

9780446402217

Excerpt from: The Charm School by Nelson DeMille

1
"You are already staying in Smolensk two days, Mr. Fisher?" she asked. Gregory Fisher was no longer confused or amused by the peculiar syntax and verb tenses of English as it was spoken in this part of the world. "Yes," he replied, "I've been in Smolensk two days."
"Why don't I see you when you arrive?"
"You were out. So I saw the police--the militia."
"Yes?" She leafed through his papers on her desk, a worried look on her face, then brightened. "Ah, yes. Good. You are staying here at Tsentralnaya Hotel."
Fisher regarded the Intourist representative. She was about twenty-five years old, a few years older than he. Not too bad looking. But maybe he'd been on the road too long. "Yes, I stayed at the Tsentralnaya last night." She looked at his visa. "Tourism?"
"Right. Tourizm."
She asked, "Occupation?"
Fisher had become impatient with these internal control measures. He felt as if he were making a major border crossing at each town in which he was obliged to stop. He said, "Ex-college student, currently unemployed."
She nodded. "Yes? There is much unemployment in America. And homeless people." The Russians, Fisher had learned, were obsessed with America's problems of unemployment, homeless people, crime, drugs, and race. "I'm voluntarily unemployed."
"The Soviet constitution itself guarantees each citizen a job, a place to live, and a forty-hour work week. Your constitution does not guarantee this."
Fisher thought of several responses but said only, "I'll ask my congressman about that."
"Yes?"
"Yes." Fisher stood in the middle of the office with pale yellow walls.
The woman folded her hands and leaned forward. "You are enjoying your visit in Smolensk?"
"Super. Wish I could stay."
She spread his travel itinerary over her desk, then energetically slapped a big red rubber stamp across the paperwork. "You visit our cultural park?" "Shot a roll of film there."
"Yes? Do you visit the Local History Museum on Lenin Street?"
Fisher didn't want to push his credibility. "No. Missed that. Catch it on the way back."
"Good." She eyed him curiously for a few moments. Fisher thought she enjoyed the company. In fact, the whole Smolensk Intourist office had a somewhat forlorn look about it, like a Chamber of Commerce storefront in a small Midwestern town.
"We see not many Americans here."
"Hard to believe."
"Not many from the West. Buses from our Socialist brother countries." "I'll spread the word around."
"Yes?" She tapped her fingers on the desk, then said thoughtfully, "You may travel anywhere."
"Excuse me?"
"An American is telling me this. Everyone is getting passport. Thirty bucks. Two, three, four weeks."
"Could take longer. Can't go to Vietnam, North Korea, Cuba, few other places." She nodded absently. After a few moments she inquired, "You are interested
in socialism?"
Fisher replied, "I am interested in Russia." "I am interested in your country."
"Come on over."
"Yes. Someday." She looked down at a printed form and read, "You have the required first aid kit and tool kit in your automobile?"
"Sure do. Same ones I had in Minsk."
"Good." She continued, "You must stay on the designated highways. There are no authorized overnight stops between here and Moscow. Night driving in the countryside is forbidden for foreign tourists. You must be within the city of Moscow by nightfall."
"I know."
"When you reach Moscow, you must report directly to the Intourist representative at the Hotel Rossiya where you are staying. Before you do this, you may stop only for petrol and to ask directions of the militia." "And to use the tualet."
"Well, yes of course." She glanced at his itinerary. "You are authorized one small detour to Borodino."
"Yes, I know."
"But I would advise against that."
"Why?"
"It is late in the day, Mr. Fisher. You will be hurrying to Moscow before dark. I would advise you already to stay in Smolensk tonight."