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-Titulo Original : Double Jeopardy (An FBI Thriller)
-Fabricante :
Berkley
-Descripcion Original:
#1 New York Times bestselling author Catherine Coulter’s FBI Thrillers The Target and The Edge, together in one explosive volume. The Target-Coulter “keeps readers guessing” (Booklist) as a little girl is pursued by men who prove as relentless as their motives are baffling. And FBI agents Savich and Sherlock must unravel the clues. The Edge-In this “fast-paced thriller” (People), an FBI agent’s sister disappears after an attempted suicide. When Savich and Sherlock join the search, they discover a startling connection to a puzzling murder-and put their lives on the line to uncover the truth. Review Praise for Catherine Coulter’s FBI Thrillers “Fast-paced.”-People “This terrific thriller will drag you into its chilling web of terror and not let go until the last paragraph…A ripping good read.”-The San Francisco Examiner “A good storyteller...Coulter always keeps the pace brisk.”-Fort Worth Star-Telegram “With possible blackmail, intra-judiciary rivalries and personal peccadilloes, there’s more than enough intrigue-and suspects-for full court standing in this snappy page-turner…A zesty read.”-Book Page “Twisted villains...intriguing escapism...The latest in the series featuring likable married FBI agents Lacey Sherlock and Dillon Savich.”-Lansing (MI) State Journal “Coulter takes readers on a chilling and suspenseful ride...taut, fast-paced, hard to put down.”-Cedar Rapids Gazette “The perfect suspense thriller, loaded with plenty of action.”-The Best Reviews “The newest installment in Coulter’s FBI series delivers...a fast-moving investigation, a mind-bending mystery.”-Publishers Weekly “Fast-paced, romantic...Coulter gets better and more cinematic with each of her suspenseful FBI adventures.”-Booklist About the Author Catherine Coulter is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of more than eighty novels, including the FBI Thriller series and A Brit in the FBI international thriller series, cowritten with J.T. Ellison. She lives in Sausalito, California, with her Übermensch husband and their two noble cats, Peyton and Eli. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. onERocky MountainsSpringHe stood at the edge of the mountain that sheered down a good two hundred feet before smoothing out into tree-covered ledges and gentle wildflower-covered slopes and sharp gaping ridges. He breathed in the thin air that was so fresh it burned his lungs, but, truth be told, it burned less today than it had yesterday. Soon, the frigid clean air at nearly six thousandfeet would become natural to him. It had been only yesterday that hed realized he hadnt thought all day about a telephone, a TV, a radio, a fax machine, the sound of other voices coming at him from all sides, about people grabbing at him, shouting questions six inches from his face. And those blinding explosions of white from the ever-present flashbulbs. Now, he figured, at last he was beginning to let go, to forget for stretches of time what had happened.He looked across the valley at the massive, raw mountains that stretched mile upon mile like unevenly spaced jagged teeth. Mr. Goudge, the owner of the Union 76 gas station down in Dillinger, had told him that many of the locals, lots of them Trekkies, called the whole mess of knuckle-shaped mountains the Ferengi Range. The highest peak rose to twelve thousand feet, bent slightly to the south, and looked like a misshapen phallus. He wondered if hed hurt himself if he climbed that mountain. The folks down in Dillinger joked about that peak, saying it was a sight with snow droppingoff it in the summer.He was aware again as he was so often of being utterly alone. At this elevation there were thick forests of conifers, mainly birch, fir, and more ponderosa pine than anyone could begin to count. Hed seen lots of quakingaspen too. No logging companies had ever devoured this land. On the higher-elevation peaks across the valley, there were no
-Fabricante :
Berkley
-Descripcion Original:
#1 New York Times bestselling author Catherine Coulter’s FBI Thrillers The Target and The Edge, together in one explosive volume. The Target-Coulter “keeps readers guessing” (Booklist) as a little girl is pursued by men who prove as relentless as their motives are baffling. And FBI agents Savich and Sherlock must unravel the clues. The Edge-In this “fast-paced thriller” (People), an FBI agent’s sister disappears after an attempted suicide. When Savich and Sherlock join the search, they discover a startling connection to a puzzling murder-and put their lives on the line to uncover the truth. Review Praise for Catherine Coulter’s FBI Thrillers “Fast-paced.”-People “This terrific thriller will drag you into its chilling web of terror and not let go until the last paragraph…A ripping good read.”-The San Francisco Examiner “A good storyteller...Coulter always keeps the pace brisk.”-Fort Worth Star-Telegram “With possible blackmail, intra-judiciary rivalries and personal peccadilloes, there’s more than enough intrigue-and suspects-for full court standing in this snappy page-turner…A zesty read.”-Book Page “Twisted villains...intriguing escapism...The latest in the series featuring likable married FBI agents Lacey Sherlock and Dillon Savich.”-Lansing (MI) State Journal “Coulter takes readers on a chilling and suspenseful ride...taut, fast-paced, hard to put down.”-Cedar Rapids Gazette “The perfect suspense thriller, loaded with plenty of action.”-The Best Reviews “The newest installment in Coulter’s FBI series delivers...a fast-moving investigation, a mind-bending mystery.”-Publishers Weekly “Fast-paced, romantic...Coulter gets better and more cinematic with each of her suspenseful FBI adventures.”-Booklist About the Author Catherine Coulter is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of more than eighty novels, including the FBI Thriller series and A Brit in the FBI international thriller series, cowritten with J.T. Ellison. She lives in Sausalito, California, with her Übermensch husband and their two noble cats, Peyton and Eli. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. onERocky MountainsSpringHe stood at the edge of the mountain that sheered down a good two hundred feet before smoothing out into tree-covered ledges and gentle wildflower-covered slopes and sharp gaping ridges. He breathed in the thin air that was so fresh it burned his lungs, but, truth be told, it burned less today than it had yesterday. Soon, the frigid clean air at nearly six thousandfeet would become natural to him. It had been only yesterday that hed realized he hadnt thought all day about a telephone, a TV, a radio, a fax machine, the sound of other voices coming at him from all sides, about people grabbing at him, shouting questions six inches from his face. And those blinding explosions of white from the ever-present flashbulbs. Now, he figured, at last he was beginning to let go, to forget for stretches of time what had happened.He looked across the valley at the massive, raw mountains that stretched mile upon mile like unevenly spaced jagged teeth. Mr. Goudge, the owner of the Union 76 gas station down in Dillinger, had told him that many of the locals, lots of them Trekkies, called the whole mess of knuckle-shaped mountains the Ferengi Range. The highest peak rose to twelve thousand feet, bent slightly to the south, and looked like a misshapen phallus. He wondered if hed hurt himself if he climbed that mountain. The folks down in Dillinger joked about that peak, saying it was a sight with snow droppingoff it in the summer.He was aware again as he was so often of being utterly alone. At this elevation there were thick forests of conifers, mainly birch, fir, and more ponderosa pine than anyone could begin to count. Hed seen lots of quakingaspen too. No logging companies had ever devoured this land. On the higher-elevation peaks across the valley, there were no
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