BONUS: This edition contains an excerpt from Lisa Gardner's Love You More and from the network that brought you Mad Men, and The Walking Dead, comes an addictive crime thriller with crushing twists. Get an exclusive peek at the script for The Killing, AMC's newest original series, which tracks the murder of a Seattle teenager and the gripping investigation it sparks. April 3 at 9/8c, only on AMC. Lisa Gardner, the New York Times bestselling author of Hide and Gone, draws us into the venomous mind games of her most terrifying killer yet. Come into my parlor . . . For Kimberly Quincy, FBI Special Agent, it all starts with a pregnant hooker. The story Delilah Rose tells Kimberly about her johns is too horrifying to be true-but prostitutes are disappearing, one by one, with no explanation, and no one but Kimberly seems to care. Said the spider to the fly . . . As a member of the Evidence Response Team, dead hookers aren't exactly Kimberly's specialty. The young agent is five months pregnant-she has other things to worry about than an alleged lunatic who uses spiders to do his dirty work. But Kimberly's own mother and sister were victims of a serial killer. And now, without any bodies and with precious few clues, it's all too clear that a serial killer has found the key to the perfect murder . . . or Kimberly is chasing a crime that never happened. Kimberly's caught in a web more lethal than any spider's, and the more she fights for answers, the more tightly she's trapped. What she doesn't know is that she's close-too close-to a psychopath who makes women' s nightmares come alive, and if he has his twisted way, it won't be long before it' s time for Kimberly to . . .
In bestseller Gardner's engaging if highly disturbing 10th thriller, Delilah Rose is a Georgia prostitute familiar with pregnant FBI Special Agent Kimberly Quincy ("beautiful, brainy, and pedigreed") through Kimberly's well-publicized nabbing of the Eco-Killer in The Killing Hour (2003). Delilah asks the detective to investigate her friend Ginny Jones's possible abduction by a creepy-crawly john who calls himself Dinchara, an anagram of "arachnid." Delilah, however, turns out not to be who she claims she is, and her ties to the spider-obsessed killer are more complicated than she'll admit. As the missing persons count rises, some readers may have trouble keeping track of the time sequence amid the shifting points-of-view. Still, Gardner delivers a satisfying resolution in line with what her fans have come to expect: a suspenseful freak show wrapped up with a neatly tied bow. (July) Copyright 2008 Reed Business Information.
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1 . fantastic
Posted July 17, 2011 by Meaza, RN , New YorkI bought this book at work for charity, it only cost me $2.00, but it was the best $2 I ever spent. I would have paid whatever you asked for, because it was such a mind blowing book. From the first page, I could not put it down! I could not believe that I did not know who Lisa Gardner is?? Lets just say, since then I am your number one fan, I bought so many of your books, ( Hide, Gone, Alone, The Neighbor... to name a few and right now I am reading The Other Daughter)each one of them fanatstic! Everybody at my job read this book and we all agree that we love it. You proved to me that , all your books are worth reading. I will keep reading...always. Please continue to write!!!!
2 . could not put it down
Posted September 03, 2010 by Petra , MentorThis is the first book I read by Lisa Gardner. Outstanding Writer!!!
I could not put it down. The subject matter was very disturbing, but also cripping. It gave me nightmares and made me think.
One of the best books I've read in a long time. I'm already looking at all her other books to purchase.
3 . Couldn't put down!
Posted August 04, 2010 by Sarah , ColumbiaWhat an impressive author. I am new to her books and I am hooked. Loved the characters, their lives, and basically every single page. Great read, however; I wouldn't recommend reading with the lights off!
4 . suspenseful, keeps you on the edge of your seat
Posted June 27, 2010 by Cassandra , LewistonAs is always true with Lisa Gardner she spins an amazing story of intrigue, and deception. This was a fantastic read. I couldn't put it down.
5 . A Must Read!!!
Posted July 26, 2009 by dancin86 , Dover, TNAbsolutely wonderful writing. This is one of the best books I've read. I could not put it down, yet I would almost dread it because I could actually smell the surroundings in the story. I would wake up in the middle of the night and have to read it for a while because I couldn't stop thinking about what was going to happen to everyone involved. I will be looking for all of Lisa's books.
July 13, 2008
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Excerpt from Say Goodbye by Lisa Gardner
THESE ARE THE THINGS THAT NO ONE TELLS YOU, THAT YOU must experience in order to learn:
It only hurts the first few times. You scream. You scream and you scream and you scream until your throat is raw and your eyes swollen and you taste a curious substance in the back of your throat that is like bile and vomit and tears all rolled into one. You cry for your mother. You beg for God. You don't understand what is happening. You can't believe it is happening.
And yet, it is happening.
And so, bit by bit, you fall silent.
Terror doesn't last forever. It can't. It takes too much energy to sustain. And in truth, terror occurs when you are confronted with the unknown. But once it has happened enough, you have been systematically violated, beaten, cowed, it's not unknown, is it? The same act that once shocked you, hurt you, shamed you with its perversity, becomes the norm. This is your day now. This is the life you lead. This is who you have become.
A specimen in the collection.
"Spiders are always on the lookout for prey, but predators are also on the lookout for spiders. Clever disguises and quick getaways help keep spiders out of trouble."
FROM Spiders and Their Kin,
BY HERBERT W. AND LORNA R. LEVI, A GOLDEN GUIDE FROM ST. MARTIN'S PRESS, 2002
"WE GOT A PROBLEM."
"No kidding. Widespread production of methamphetamines, a middle class that keeps falling further and further behind, not to mention all the ruckus over global warming . . ."
"No, no, no. A real problem."
Kimberly sighed. They'd been working this crime scene for three days now. Long enough that she no longer noticed the smell of burning jet fuel and charcoaled bodies. She was cold, dehydrated, and had a stitch in her side. It would take a lot, in her opinion, to qualify as a real problem at this point.
She finished up the last swig of bottled water, then turned away from the tent city that currently comprised command central, and faced her teammate. "All right, Harold. What's the problem?"
"Uh-uh. Gotta see it to believe it."
Harold didn't wait for her answer, but set off at a half-jog, leaving Kimberly no choice but to follow. He trotted along the outside of the crime scene perimeter that surrounded what had once been a bucolic green field, bordered by thick woodlands. Now, half the treetops had been sheared off, while the pasture contained a deep, jagged scar of earth that ended in a blackened fuselage, crumpled John Deere tractor, and twisted right wing.
As crime scenes went, plane crashes were particularly messy. Sprawling in size, contaminated with biohazards, booby-trapped with jagged bits of metal and shattered glass. The kind of scene that threatened to overwhelm even the most seasoned evidence collector. Mid afternoon of day three, Kimberly's team had finally passed the holy-crap-where-to-begin stage and was now cruising into the job-well-done-be-home-tomorrow-night-for-dinner phase of the documenting process. Everyone was popping less Advil, enjoying longer lunch breaks.
None of which explained why Harold was currently leading Kimberly away from command central, the hum of the generator, the bustle of dozens of investigators simultaneously working a scene . . .
Harold continued to lope along a straight line. Fifty yards, a hundred yards. Half a mile down . . .
"Harold, what the hell?"
"Five more minutes. You can do it."
Harold increased his pace. Kimberly, never one to cry uncle, gritted her teeth and followed. They hit the end of the crime scene perimeter, and Harold turned right into the small grove of trees that had started the whole mess, the taller ones forming jagged white spikes pricking the overcast winter sky.
"Better be good, Harold."
"If this is to show me some kind of rare moss or endangered grass species, I will kill you."
"I don't doubt it."
Harold dashed and ducked around shattered trees. Bobbed and weaved through the thick underbrush. When he finally stopped, Kimberly nearly ran into his back.
"Look up," Harold ordered.
Kimberly looked up. "Ah shit. We have a problem."
* * *
FBI Special Agent Kimberly Quincy was the total package--beautiful, brainy, and pedigreed, right down to a legendary former FBI profiler father whose name was linked to the likes of Douglas and Ressler in Academy halls. She had shoulder-length dusky blond hair, bright blue eyes, and fine patrician features--a gift from her dead mother, who was the source of the second set of rumors that would follow Kimberly for the rest of her career.