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Harpercollins Pub Ltd. Good. 4.37 x 1.5 x 7.01 inches. Paperback. 2000. 559 pages. Cover worn.<br>Patrick McLanahan returns to dramatic f lying action as conflict between North and … Mehr…
Harpercollins Pub Ltd. Good. 4.37 x 1.5 x 7.01 inches. Paperback. 2000. 559 pages. Cover worn.<br>Patrick McLanahan returns to dramatic f lying action as conflict between North and South Korea sparks an international crisis -- in the latest high-tech, high-action thri ller from ex-pilot Dale Brown, the bestselling author of Flight o f the Old Dog and The Tin Man. Filled with explosive adventure, u nforgettable characters and cutting-edge technology, Dale Brown's New York Times bestselling novels have established him as the un disputed master of the aerial technothriller. Now he returns to t he air in a spectacular novel about a new generation of brash you ng heroes... Aerial combat expert Patrick McLanahan's latest chal lenge is to turn a group of young, maverick pilots into America's premier tactical strike force. This already difficult task takes on unexpected urgency when the fragile peace in Asia is shattere d as South Korean fighter-bombers attack North Korea in support o f a massive people's revolt. To the world's surprise, North Korea surrenders, the borders are thrown open and the defiant new Unit ed Republic of Korea is born -- ready to use its reserve of nucle ar warheads to take on the USA and even the might of China in ord er to preserve its sovereignty. Enter McLanahan's raw, a ., Harpercollins Pub Ltd, 2000, 2.5, Random House Publishing Group. Good. 4.18(w) x 6.87(h) x 1.00(d). Paperback. 2004. 384 pages.<br>Annie O'Toole has a past.... The last time Annie s aw Sam, they were lying in each other's arms beneath a canopy of stars. Now Annie paces a secluded airfield at midnight, awaiting the arrival of an unmarked Navy helicopter. Her assignment: Get t his Navy SEAL back into fighting form pronto-and keep his identit y a secret. But who's going to protect her from a man who looks a t her as if she were a stranger and who doesn't remember the one night she'll never forget? His name is Sam McKade. Six foot fou r inches of tough, trained professional, Sam risked his life in a n act of rare courage, saving a busload of schoolchildren from ce rtain death. But becoming America's newest media hero can be dang erous for a man with an undercover past. Sam could do a lot worse than this secluded beach resort. Ditto the sexy therapist who se ems maddeningly familiar-if he only knew where or when. But he's about to find out-as a dangerous enemy surfaces out of his shadow ed past, leaving a trail of bodies right to Annie's door. Now t he rugged SEAL who doesn't believe in love or commitment is about to risk everything...because for Sam McKade, protecting this wom an, this extraordinary woman, has become the most important missi on of his life.... ., Random House Publishing Group, 2004, 2.5, Voyager. Good. 4.37 x 1.09 x 7.01 inches. Paperback. 1999. 432 pages.<br>A new episode in Feist's massively successful Riftw ar saga. From the endlessly inventive mind of one of fantasy's al l-time greats, comes a spellbinding new adventure featuring old f avourites Jimmy, Locklear and Pug. It is nine years on from the a ftermath of Sethanon. There has been peace awhile and it's been n eeded. But news is feeding through to the people of the Kingdom o f the Isles that deadly forces are stirring on the horizon. The b ringer of the latest tidings is Gorath, a moredhel (dark elf). Th e bloodletting has started. Nighthawks are murdering again. Polit ics is a dangerous, cut-throat game once more. At the root of all this unrest lie the mysterious machinations of a group of magici ans known as The Six. Meanwhile, renegade Tsurani gem smugglers, a rival criminal gang to the Mockers led by someone known only as The Crawler, and traitors to the crown are all conspiring to bri ng the Kingdom of the Isles to its knees. ., Voyager, 1999, 2.5, Random House Publishing Group. Good. 6.86(w) x 10.88(h) x 1.16(d). Paperback. 1994. 432 pages.<br>She was an innocent beauty seduced by a pirate's ki sses--and a gentleman's lies . . . [Amanda] Quick has provided an inviting little world of warmth, adventure, mystery, bouncy se x, and a (never oppressive) Regency setting.--Kirkus Reviews Fro m Seduction to Surrender and Reckless to Ravished, New York Times bestselling author Amanda Quick has spun one thrilling love stor y after another. Now, in her long-awaited hardcover debut, she in troduces her most endearing heroine and compelling hero, in a daz zling, daring tale of lost pirate gold and legendary love. . . . Deception. ., Random House Publishing Group, 1994, 2.5, Penguin Group. Good. 107.95 nx 177.8 nx 25.4mm. Paperback. 1990. 384 pages.<br>Lady Meriel de Vere had deceived Adrian, Earl of Sh ropshire. Standing in the royal forest, her falcon perched on her arm, she boldy claimed to be a Welsh commoner, not a noble Norma n. Lord Adrian beheld in wonder her raven-black hair and defiant blue eyes, heard her lies, and felt a dark, primeval passion rob him of all reason. In one irrevocable move of fate, he ordered th is fair beauty locked in his castle's tower, vowing to entice her into surrendering her kisses with lips as hungry as his own. Nev er to give in, to die if she must, was Meriel's vow...until one r ash moment of impetuousness swept them both up in the royal battl es of kings...and into a dangerous intrigue of sweet caresses...a nd fiery, all-consuming love. ., Penguin Group, 1990, 2.5, RANDOM HOUSE UK. Good. 4.33 x 0.91 x 7.01 inches. Paperback. 2017. 368 pages. Cover worn.<br>AN INSTANT NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER S hari Lapena's new thriller, A STRANGER IN THE HOUSE, is available now from Viking Books! The twists come as fast [as] you can tur n the pages. --People Provocative and shocking. --Lisa Gardner, New York Times bestselling author of Find Her I read this novel at one sitting, absolutely riveted by the storyline. The suspense was beautifully rendered and unrelenting! --Sue Grafton, New Yor k Times bestselling author of X It all started at a dinner party . . . A domestic suspense debut about a young couple and their a pparently friendly neighbors--a twisty, rollercoaster ride of lie s, betrayal, and the secrets between husbands and wives. . . Ann e and Marco Conti seem to have it all--a loving relationship, a w onderful home, and their beautiful baby, Cora. But one night, whe n they are at a dinner party next door, a terrible crime is commi tted. Suspicion immediately lands on the parents. But the truth i s a much more complicated story. Inside the curtained house, an unsettling account of what actually happened unfolds. Detective R asbach knows that the panicked couple is hiding something. Both A nne and Marco soon discover that the other is keeping secrets, se crets they've kept for years. What follows is the nerve-racking unraveling of a family--a chilling tale of deception, duplicity, and unfaithfulness that will keep you breathless until the final shocking twist. Editorial Reviews Review Meticulously crafted and razor-sharp. The Couple Next Door lingers long after you turn the final page. --Harlan Coben, #1 New York Times bestselling au thor of Fool Me Once The twists come as fast [as] you can turn t he pages. --People Provocative and shocking. One crime, an entir e neighborhood of suspects, secrets and lies. How well do we ever know those around us? The Couple Next Door will keep you glued t he pages in search of the answer. Even then, you'll never guess t he truth...until it's too late. --Lisa Gardner, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Find Her I read this novel at one sitting , absolutely riveted by the storyline. The suspense was beautiful ly rendered and unrelenting! --Sue Grafton, New York Times bestse lling author of X Real men read women writers-because of books l ike this. Trust me. --Lee Child, #1 New York Times bestselling au thor of Make Me Shari Lapena has written a stunning debut thrill er. Turn on the night lights and lock all your doors and windows. The Couple Next Door grabs you with each twist and shocks you wi th every betrayal. --Linda Fairstein, New York Times bestselling author of Killer Look A twisty, utterly riveting tale that will send readers on a wild rollercoaster ride of emotions. Shocking r evelations kept me turning the pages like a madwoman. --Tess Gerr itsen, New York Times bestselling author ofPlaying with Fire Exp ertly paced and finely crafted, The Couple Next Door is a grippin g thriller of the highest order. I couldn't put it down. --A. J. Banner, bestselling author of The Good Neighbor Gripped me from the very beginning to the very end! --Becky Masterman, author of Rage Against The Dying Brilliant! This utterly riveting psycholo gical thriller hurtles along at breakneck speed, never giving you the opportunity to catch your breath. Twisty, turny, and unputdo wnable. --C. L. Taylor, bestselling author of The Lie Exquisitel y torturous tension. --NPR org Where did that baby go! It's hard not to read to the end to find out, and the twists waiting there are gratifyingly clever.--USA Today The many never-saw-them-com ing twists and questionable characters. . . will keep you on the edge of your seat. First-time novelist Lapena's writing is spare and tense, and it makes The Couple Next Door a compulsive read. T he last line is absolutely killer.-Good Housekeeping [A] well-sc ulpted domestic thriller . . . highly suspenseful . . . Twists ar e subtly revealed with aplomb, taking the story to increasingly u npredictable levels. --Associated Press [A] suspenseful, heart-w renching debut. . . After numerous twists and turns, Lapena deliv ers one final, deftly crafted surprise. --Publishers Weekly Bris k prose style and character development are almost beside the poi nt in Lapena's suspense-fiction debut; this is a plot-driven page -turner, and even the most character-focused readers will find it hard to put down. --Booklist --This text refers to an out of p rint or unavailable edition of this title. About the Author SHAR I LAPENA worked as a lawyer and as an English teacher before turn ing to writing fiction. She has written two award-winning literar y novels, and The Couple Next Door is her suspense debut. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this tit le. Excerpt. ® Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. *** This excerpt is from an advance uncorrected copy proof*** Copyri ght © 2016 Shari Lapena One Anne can feel the acid churning in her stomach and creeping up her throat; her head is swimming. She 's had too much to drink. Cynthia has been topping her up all nig ht. Anne had meant to keep herself to a limit, but she'd let thin gs slide-she didn't know how else she was supposed to get through the evening. Now she has no idea how much wine she's drunk over the course of this interminable dinner party. She'll have to pump and dump her breast milk in the morning. Anne wilts in the heat of the summer night and watches her hostess with narrowed eyes. Cynthia is flirting openly with Anne's husband, Marco. Why does A nne put up with it? Why does Cynthia's husband, Graham, allow it? Anne is angry but powerless; she doesn't know how to put a stop to it without looking pathetic and ridiculous. They are all a lit tle tanked. So she ignores it, quietly seething, and sips at the chilled wine. Anne wasn't brought up to create a scene, isn't one to draw attention to herself. Cynthia, on the other hand . . . All three of them-Anne, Marco, and Cynthia's mild-mannered husba nd, Graham-are watching her, as if fascinated. Marco in particula r can't seem to take his eyes off Cynthia. She leans in a little too close to Marco as she bends over and fills his glass, her cli ngy top cut so low that Marco's practically rubbing his nose in h er cleavage. Anne reminds herself that Cynthia flirts with every one. Cynthia has such outrageous good looks that she can't seem t o help herself. But the longer Anne watches, the more she wonder s if there could actually be something going on between Marco and Cynthia. Anne has never had such suspicions before. Perhaps the alcohol is making her paranoid. No, she decides-they wouldn't be carrying on like this if they had anything to hide. Cynthia is f lirting more than Marco is; he is the flattered recipient of her attentions. Marco is almost too good-looking himself-with his tou sled dark hair, hazel eyes, and charming smile, he's always attra cted attention. They make a striking couple, Cynthia and Marco. A nne tells herself to stop it. Tells herself that of course Marco is faithful to her. She knows he is completely committed to his f amily. She and the baby are everything to him. He will stand by h er no matter what-she takes another gulp of wine-no matter how ba d things get. But watching Cynthia drape herself over Marco, Ann e is becoming more and more anxious and upset. She is still more than twenty pounds overweight from her pregnancy, six months afte r having the baby. She thought she'd be back to her pre-pregnancy figure by now, but apparently it takes at least a year. She must stop looking at the tabloids at the grocery-store checkout and c omparing herself to all those celebrity moms with their personal trainers who look terrific after mere weeks. But even at her bes t, Anne could never compete with the likes of Cynthia, her taller , shapelier neighbor-with her long legs, nipped-in waist, and big breasts, her porcelain skin and tumbling jet-black hair. And Cyn thia always dressed to kill, in high heels and sexy clothes-even for a dinner party at home with one other couple. Anne can't foc us on the conversation around her. She tunes it out and stares at the carved marble fireplace, exactly like the one in her own liv ing-dining room, on the other side of the common wall that Anne a nd Marco share with Cynthia and Graham; they live in attached bri ck row houses, typical of this city in upstate New York, solidly built in the late nineteenth century. All the houses in the row a re similar-Italianate, restored, expensive-except that Anne and M arco's is at the end of the row and each reflects slight differen ces in decoration and taste; each one is a small masterpiece. An ne reaches clumsily for her cell phone on the dining table and ch ecks the time. It is almost one o'clock in the morning. She'd che cked on the baby at midnight. Marco had gone to check on her at t welve thirty. Then he'd gone out for a cigarette on the back pati o with Cynthia, while Anne and Graham sat rather awkwardly at the littered dining table, making stilted conversation. She should h ave gone out to the backyard with them; there might have been a b reeze. But she hadn't, because Graham didn't like to be around ci garette smoke, and it would have been rude, or at least inconside rate, to leave Graham there all alone at his own dinner party. So for reasons of propriety, she had stayed. Graham, a WASP like he rself, is impeccably polite. Why he married a tart like Cynthia i s a mystery. Cynthia and Marco had come back in from the patio a few minutes ago, and Anne desperately wants to leave, even if eve ryone else is still having fun. She glances at the baby monitor sitting at the end of the table, its small red light glowing like the tip of a cigarette. The video screen is smashed-she'd droppe d it a couple of days ago and Marco hadn't gotten around to repla cing it yet-but the audio is still working. Suddenly she has doub ts, feels the wrongness of it all. Who goes to a dinner party nex t door and leaves her baby alone in the house? What kind of mothe r does such a thing? She feels the familiar agony set in-she is n ot a good mother. So what if the sitter canceled? They should ha ve brought Cora with them, put her in her portable playpen. But C ynthia had said no children. It was to be an adult evening, for G raham's birthday. Which is another reason Anne has come to dislik e Cynthia, who was once a good friend-Cynthia is not baby-friendl y. Who says that a six-month-old baby isn't welcome at a dinner p arty? How had Anne ever let Marco persuade her that it was okay? It was irresponsible. She wonders what the other mothers in her m oms' group would think if she ever told them. We left our six-mon th-old baby home alone and went to a party next door. She imagine s all their jaws dropping in shock, the uncomfortable silence. Bu t she will never tell them. She'd be shunned. She and Marco had argued about it before the party. When the sitter called and canc eled, Anne had offered to stay home with the baby-she hadn't want ed to go to the dinner anyway. But Marco was having none of it. You can't just stay home, he insisted when they argued about it i n their kitchen. I'm fine staying home, she said, her voice lowe red. She didn't want Cynthia to hear them through the shared wall , arguing about going to her party. It will be good for you to g et out, Marco countered, lowering his own voice. And then he'd ad ded, You know what the doctor said. All night long she's been tr ying to decide whether that last comment was mean-spirited or sel f-interested or whether he was simply trying to help. Finally she 'd given in. Marco persuaded her that with the monitor on next do or they could hear the baby anytime she stirred or woke. They wou ld check on her every half hour. Nothing bad would happen. It is one o'clock. Should she check on Cora now or just try to get Mar co to leave? She wants to go home to bed. She wants this night to end. She pulls her husband's arm. Marco, she urges, we should l eave. It's one o'clock. Oh, don't go yet, Cynthia says. It's not that late! She obviously doesn't want the party to be over. She doesn't want Marco to leave. She wouldn't mind at all if Anne lef t, though, Anne is pretty sure. Maybe not for you, Anne says, an d she manages to sound a little stiff, even though she's drunk, b ut I have to be up early to feed the baby. Poor you, Cynthia say s, and for some reason this infuriates Anne. Cynthia has no child ren, nor has she ever wanted any. She and Graham are childless by choice. Getting Marco to leave the party is difficult. He seems determined to stay. He's having too much fun, but Anne is growin g anxious. Just one more, Marco says to Cynthia, holding up his glass, avoiding his wife's eyes. He is in a strangely boisterous mood tonight-it seems almost forced. Anne wonders why. He's been quiet lately, at home. Distracted, even moody. But tonight, with Cynthia, he's the life of the party. For some time now, Anne has sensed that something is wrong, if only he would tell her what i t is. He isn't telling her much of anything these days. He's shut ting her out. Or maybe he's withdrawing from her because of her d epression, her baby blues. He's disappointed in her. Who isn't? T onight he clearly prefers the beautiful, bubbly, sparkly Cynthia. Anne notices the time and loses all patience. I'm going to go. I was supposed to check on the baby at one. She looks at Marco. Y ou stay as late as you like, she adds, her voice tight. Marco loo ks sharply at her, his eyes glittering. Suddenly Anne thinks he d oesn't seem that drunk at all, but she feels dizzy. Are they goin g to argue about this? In front of the neighbors? Really? Anne be gins to glance around for her purse, gathers up the baby monitor, realizes then that it's plugged into the wall, and bends over to unplug it, aware of everyone at the table silently staring at he r fat ass. Well, let them. She feels like they're ganging up on h er, seeing her as a spoilsport. Tears start to burn, and she figh ts them back. She does not want to burst into tears in front of e veryone. Cynthia and Graham don't know about her postpartum depre ssion. They wouldn't understand. Anne and Marco haven't told anyo ne, with the exception of Anne's mother. Anne has recently confid ed in her. She knows that her mother won't tell anyone, not even her father. Anne doesn't want anyone else to know, and she suspec, RANDOM HOUSE UK, 2017, 2.5, Ballantine Books. Good. 4.25 x 1.25 x 7.25 inches. Paperback. 1998. 416 pages. Cover worn<br>Thoroughly absorbing. --Time MISCHIEVOU SLY GOSSIPY. --The New York Times MOUTHWATERING. --Entertainment Weekly Gus Bailey, journalist to high society, knows the sordid secrets of the very rich. Now he turns his penetrating gaze to a courtroom in Los Angeles, witnessing the trial of the century un fold before his startled eyes. As the infamous case and character s begin to take shape, and a range of celebrities from Frank Sina tra to Heidi Fleiss share their own theories of the crime, Bailey bears witness to the ultimate perversion of principle and the mo st amazing gossip machine in Hollywood--all wrapped in a marvelou sly addictive true-to-life tale of love, rage, and ruin. . . . E ditorial Reviews Review He is one of those writers who seems eff ortlessly to collide with copy. Movie stars confide to his answer ing machine. Wanted men hail the same taxi. Heiresses unload thei r life stories in elevators. Except, of course, Dunne's luck is n ot luck. People love to talk to him because he has a gift for int imacy that is real and generous. -Tina Brown, editor, The New Yor ker Dunne's antennae are always turned to the offbeat story... H e is magazine journalism's ace social anthropologist whose area o f study is the famous and infamous up close and personal. -San Fr ancisco Chronicle A sharp and unfooled observer of decor and mor es. -Los Angeles Times Dunne is a genius. -Newsday He knows ev ery story there is to tell, precisely how it happened, and why. - The New York Times Book Review From the Hardcover edition. From the Inside Flap Thoroughly absorbing. --Time MISCHIEVOUSLY GOSS IPY. --The New York Times MOUTHWATERING. --Entertainment Weekly Gus Bailey, journalist to high society, knows the sordid secrets of the very rich. Now he turns his penetrating gaze to a courtro om in Los Angeles, witnessing the trial of the century unfold bef ore his startled eyes. As the infamous case and characters begin to take shape, and a range of celebrities from Frank Sinatra to H eidi Fleiss share their own theories of the crime, Bailey bears w itness to the ultimate perversion of principle and the most amazi ng gossip machine in Hollywood--all wrapped in a marvelously addi ctive true-to-life tale of love, rage, and ruin. . . . From the Back Cover ALLURING . . . YOU CAN'T PUT IT DOWN. --San Francisco Chronicle DELICIOUSLY WICKED. --Vogue POWERFUL, EVOCATIVE, AND RELENTLESSLY ENTERTAINING. --Newsday About the Author Dominick D unne is an internationally acclaimed journalist and the bestselli ng author of both fiction and nonfiction, including A Season in P urgatory, An Inconvenient Woman, The Two Mrs. Grenvilles, People Like Us, and The Mansions of Limbo. Excerpt. ® Reprinted by perm ission. All rights reserved. Yes, yes, it's true. The conscientio us reporter sets aside his personal views when reporting events a nd tries to emulate the detachment of a camera lens, all opinions held in harness, but the man with whom this narrative deals did not adhere to this dictum, at least when it came to the subject o f murder, a subject with which he had had a personal involvement in the past. Consequently, his reportage was rebuked in certain q uarters of both the journalistic and the legal professions, which was a matter of indifference to him. He never hesitated to speak up and point out, in print or on television, that his reportage on matters of murder was cheered by much larger numbers in other quarters. Walk down Madison Avenue with me and see for yourself h ow often I am stopped by total strangers, he said in reply to a h ate letter he received from an enraged man who wrote that he had vilified O.J. Simpson through the pages of your pretentious magaz ine for two and a half years. His name, as it appeared in print or when he was introduced on television, was Augustus Bailey, but he was known to his friends, and even to those who disliked him intensely, because of the way he had written about them, as Gus, or Gus Bailey. His name appeared frequently in the newspapers. Hi s lectures were sold out. He was asked to deliver eulogies at imp ortant funerals or to introduce speakers at public events in hote l ballrooms. He knew the kind of people who said We'll send our p lane when they invited him for weekends in distant places. From the beginning, you have to understand this about Gus Bailey: He k new what was going to happen before it happened. His premonitions had far less to do with fact than with his inner feelings, on wh ich he had learned to rely greatly in the last half dozen years o f his life. He said over the telephone to his younger son, Zander , the son who was lost in a mountain-climbing mishap during the d ouble murder trial of Orenthal James Simpson, I don't know why, b ut I keep having this feeling that something untoward is going to happen to me. Certainly, there are enough references to his obl iteration in his journal in the months before he was found dead i n the media room of his country house in Prud'homme, Connecticut, where he had been watching the miniseries of one of his novels, A Season in Purgatory. The book was about a rich young man who go t away with murder because of the influence of his prominent and powerful father. Getting away with murder was a relentless theme of Gus Bailey's. He was pitiless in his journalistic and novelist ic pursuit of those who did, as well as of those in the legal pro fession who created the false defenses that often set their clien ts free. That book, the miniseries of which he was watching, had brought Gus Bailey and the unsolved murder in Greenwich, Connecti cut, which, to avoid a libel suit, he had renamed Scarborough Hil l, a great deal of notoriety at the time of its publication, resu lting in the reopening of the murder case by the police. Gus had fervently believed that the case remained unsolved because the po lice had been intimidated by the power and wealth of the killer's family, which extended all the way to the highest office in the land. It was exactly the same thing in the Woodward case, said G us, who had written an earlier novel about a famous society shoot ing in the aristocratic Woodward family on Long Island in the fif ties called The Two Mrs. Grenvilles. The police were simply outda zzled by the grandeur of Elsie, whom I called Alice Grenville, an d Ann Woodward got away with shooting her husband. As always, wh en Gus's passions were involved in his writing, he ruffled feathe rs. Powerful families became upset with him. He created enemies. You seem to have annoyed a great many very important people, sai d Gillian Greenwood of the BBC, as a statement not a question, in the living room of Gus Bailey's New York penthouse, where she wa s interviewing him on camera for a documentary on his life called The Trials of Augustus Bailey. Gus, who was used to being on ca mera, nodded agreement with her statement. True, he replied. Do people ever dislike you, the way you write about them? asked Gill ian, who was producing and directing the documentary. There seem s to be a long line, answered Gus. Does that bother you? she ask ed. It's an occupational hazard, I suppose, said Gus. Does it b other you? Gillian repeated. Sometimes yes. It depends who, real ly. Do I care that a killer or a rapist dislikes me? Or the lawye rs who get them acquitted? Of course not. Some of those people, l ike Leslie Abramson, I am proud to be disliked by. Yes, yes, Les lie Abramson, said Gillian. She told us you weren't in her league when we interviewed her for this documentary. Gus, who was a la psed Catholic, looked heavenward as he replied, Thank you, God, t hat I am not in Leslie Abramson's league. What happens when you meet these people you write about? You must run into some of them , the way you go out so much, and the circles you travel in. It does happen. It's not uncommon. Mostly, it's very civilized. Aver ted eyes, that sort of thing. A fashionable lady in New York, Mrs . de la Renta, turned her back on me at dinner one night and spok e not a word in my direction for the hour and a half we were sitt ing on gold chairs in Chessy Rayner's dining room. I rather enjoy ed that. Sometimes it's not quite so civilized, and there have be en a few minor skirmishes in public. That's what I want to hear about, said Gillian. Gus laughed. I seem to have annoyed a rathe r select number of your countrymen when I wrote in Vanity Fair ma gazine that I believed the British aristocrat Lord Lucan, who mur dered his children's nanny in the mistaken belief that she was hi s wife and then vanished off the face of the earth, was alive and well and being supported in exile by a group of very rich men wh o enjoyed the sport of harboring a killer from the law. Certain o f those men were very annoyed with me. Oh, let me guess, said Gi llian. You annoyed the all-powerful James Goldsmith, and he's ver y litigious. Curiously enough, not Jimmy Goldsmith, who had ever y reason to be annoyed, said Gus. He chose to treat the whole thi ng as a tremendous joke. 'Gus here thinks Lucky Lucan is hiding o ut at my place in Mexico,' he said one night at a party at Wendy Stark's in Hollywood, which we both attended, and everyone roared with laughter at such an absurdity. Who, then? persisted Gillia n. Selim Zilkha, a very rich Iraqi who used to live in London, h ad dinner with Lucky Lucan the night before the murder, which I w rote about. Now he lives in Bel Air. He made a public fuss about me at the opening night of Sunset Boulevard in Los Angeles, when he chastised one of his guests, the Countess of Dudley, who was v isiting from London, for greeting me with a kiss on each cheek. H e referred to me by a four-letter word beginning with s that I ca n't say on television. What happened? The countess, who was no stranger to controversy herself, told off Zilkha in no uncertain terms, said Gus. She said she'd kiss whomever she wanted to kis s and, furthermore, 'Gus Bailey is an old friend of many years.' Tell me more. Another Lucan instance happened in your country, said Gus. Another of the men I mentioned, John Aspinall, a rich g uy who owned the gambling club above Annabel's where Lord Lucan w as a shill, made a terrible fuss at a Rothschild dance in London. He wanted Evelyn to throw me out. Were you thrown out? Of cour se not. The way I look at it is this: If Lucan is dead, as they a ll claim, why don't they just laugh me off as a quack? Why do I e nrage them so? From the Hardcover edition. ., Ballantine Books, 1998, 2.5, W Pub Group. Used - Good. Good condition. A copy that has been read but remains intact. May contain markings such as bookplates, stamps, limited notes and highlighting, or a few light stains., W Pub Group, 2.5, Ann Arbor Media Group, 2003. Hardcover. Very Good/Good. Book is in very good condition, with some wear to the dust jacket. Book lies flat, and inside pages are clean., Ann Arbor Media Group, 2003, 2.75, Sydney, Australia: Penguin Group, 2013. Book. Good. Soft cover. Reprint. 8vo - over 7¾" - 9¾" tall. Medium softcover, reprint, 328gms, 436pgs. Cecilia has found a letter from her husband - "to be opened only in the event of my death", but Cecilia's husband is not dead, he's on a business trip. When she questions him over the phone about it she believes John-Paul is lying. We all have secrets. But not like this. Book is in good condition with mild general wear and tear and moderate page discolouration/spotting throughout, otherwise no other pre-loved markings.., Penguin Group, 2013, 2.5, The only English translation of "a masterpiece" (The Nation)a stunning trilogy of novellas about the soul-crushing cost of life under a violent Haitian dictatorship, featuring an introduction by Edwidge DanticatOriginally published in 1968, Love, Anger, Madness virtually disappeared from circulation until its republication in France in 2005. Set in the barely fictionalized Haiti of "Papa Doc" Duvalier's repressive rule, Marie Vieux-Chauvet's writing was so powerful and so incendiary that she was forced to flee to the United States. Yet Love, Anger, Madness endures.Claire, the narrator of Love, is the eldest of three daughters who surrenders her dreams of marriage to run the household after her parents die. Insecure about her dark skin, she fantasizes about her middle sister's French husband, while he has an affair with the youngest sister, setting in motion a complicated family dynamic that echoes the growing chaos outside their home. In Anger, the police terrorize a middle-class family by threatening to seize their land. The father insinuates that their only hope of salvation lies with an unspeakable acthis daughter Rose must prostitute herselfwhich leads to all-consuming guilt, shame, and rage. And finally, Madness paints a terrifying portrait of a Haitian village that has been ravaged by militants. René, a young poet, is trapped in his family's house for days with no food and becomes obsessed with the souls of the dead that surround him., Random House Publishing Group, 2010-03-30, 3, New York: Oxford University Press, 1993. xxii, 394 pages, illustrations, maps; 24 cm. Near fine. Firm binding, clean inside copy. Light shelfwear. "On September 13, 1862, in a field near Frederick, Maryland, four Union soldiers hit the jack-pot. There they found, wrapped carelessly around three cigars, a copy of General Robert E. Lee's most recent orders detailing Southern objectives and letting Union officers know that Lee had split his Army into four vulnerable groups. General George B. McClellan realized his opportunity to destroy the Army of Northern Virginia one piece at a time. 'If I cannot whip Bobbie Lee,' exulted McClellan, 'I will be willing to go home.' But the notoriously prudent Union general allowed precious hours to pass, and, by the time he moved, Lee's army had begun to regroup and prepare for battle near Antietam Creek. The ensuing fight would prove to be not only the bloodiest single day of the entire Civil War, but the bloodiest in the history of the U.S. Army. Countless historians have analyzed Antietam (known as Sharpsburg in the South) and its aftermath, some concluding that McClellan's failure to vanquish Lee constituted a Southern victory, others that the Confederate retreat into Virginia was a strategic win for the North. But in Antietam: The Soldiers' Battle, historian John Michael Priest tells this brutal tale of slaughter from an entirely new point of view: that of the common enlisted man. Concentrating on the days of actual battle--September 16, 17, and 18, 1862--Priest vividly brings to life the fear, the horror, and the profound courage that soldiers displayed, from the first Federal cavalry probe of the Confederate lines to the last skirmish on the streets of Sharpsburg. Antietam is not a book about generals and their grand strategies, but rather concerns men such as the Pennsylvanian corporal who lied to receive the Medal of Honor; the Virginian who lay unattended on the battlefield through most of the second day of fighting, his arm shattered from a Union artillery shell; the Confederate surgeon who wrote to the sweetheart he left behind enemy lines in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania that he had seen so much death and suffering that his "head had whitened and my very soul turned to stone." Besides being a gripping tale charged with the immediacy of firsthand accounts of the fighting, Antietam also dispels many misconceptions long held by historians and Civil War buffs alike. Seventy-two detailed maps--which describe the battle in the hourly and quarter-hourly formats established by the Cope Maps of 1904--together with rarely-seen photographs and his own intimate knowledge of the Antietam terrain, allow Priest to offer a substantially new interpretation of what actually happened. When the last cannon fell silent and the Antietam Creek no longer ran red with Union and Confederate blood, twice as many Americans had been killed in just one day as lost their lives in the War of 1812, the Mexican War, and the Spanish-American war combined. This is a book about battle, but more particularly, about the human dimension in battle. It asks 'What was it like?' and while the answers to this simple question by turns horrify and fascinate, they more importantly add a whole new dimension to the study of the American Civil War. / John Michael Priest has written widely on the Civil War, and his articles have appeared in Civil War Magazine, America's Civil War, and Civil War Times Illustrated. He is also the author of Before Antietam: The Battle for South Mountain, and editor of The Diary of John T. McMahon of the 136th New York and From New Bern to Fredericksburg." - Publisher.. Paperback. Very Good. 8vo - over 7¾" - 9¾" Tall., Oxford University Press, 1993, 3<
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1993, ISBN: 9780195084665
New York: Oxford University Press, 1993. xxii, 394 pages, illustrations, maps; 24 cm. Near fine. Firm binding, clean inside copy. Light shelfwear. "On September 13, 1862, in a field … Mehr…
New York: Oxford University Press, 1993. xxii, 394 pages, illustrations, maps; 24 cm. Near fine. Firm binding, clean inside copy. Light shelfwear. "On September 13, 1862, in a field near Frederick, Maryland, four Union soldiers hit the jack-pot. There they found, wrapped carelessly around three cigars, a copy of General Robert E. Lee's most recent orders detailing Southern objectives and letting Union officers know that Lee had split his Army into four vulnerable groups. General George B. McClellan realized his opportunity to destroy the Army of Northern Virginia one piece at a time. 'If I cannot whip Bobbie Lee,' exulted McClellan, 'I will be willing to go home.' But the notoriously prudent Union general allowed precious hours to pass, and, by the time he moved, Lee's army had begun to regroup and prepare for battle near Antietam Creek. The ensuing fight would prove to be not only the bloodiest single day of the entire Civil War, but the bloodiest in the history of the U.S. Army. Countless historians have analyzed Antietam (known as Sharpsburg in the South) and its aftermath, some concluding that McClellan's failure to vanquish Lee constituted a Southern victory, others that the Confederate retreat into Virginia was a strategic win for the North. But in Antietam: The Soldiers' Battle, historian John Michael Priest tells this brutal tale of slaughter from an entirely new point of view: that of the common enlisted man. Concentrating on the days of actual battle--September 16, 17, and 18, 1862--Priest vividly brings to life the fear, the horror, and the profound courage that soldiers displayed, from the first Federal cavalry probe of the Confederate lines to the last skirmish on the streets of Sharpsburg. Antietam is not a book about generals and their grand strategies, but rather concerns men such as the Pennsylvanian corporal who lied to receive the Medal of Honor; the Virginian who lay unattended on the battlefield through most of the second day of fighting, his arm shattered from a Union artillery shell; the Confederate surgeon who wrote to the sweetheart he left behind enemy lines in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania that he had seen so much death and suffering that his "head had whitened and my very soul turned to stone." Besides being a gripping tale charged with the immediacy of firsthand accounts of the fighting, Antietam also dispels many misconceptions long held by historians and Civil War buffs alike. Seventy-two detailed maps--which describe the battle in the hourly and quarter-hourly formats established by the Cope Maps of 1904--together with rarely-seen photographs and his own intimate knowledge of the Antietam terrain, allow Priest to offer a substantially new interpretation of what actually happened. When the last cannon fell silent and the Antietam Creek no longer ran red with Union and Confederate blood, twice as many Americans had been killed in just one day as lost their lives in the War of 1812, the Mexican War, and the Spanish-American war combined. This is a book about battle, but more particularly, about the human dimension in battle. It asks 'What was it like?' and while the answers to this simple question by turns horrify and fascinate, they more importantly add a whole new dimension to the study of the American Civil War. / John Michael Priest has written widely on the Civil War, and his articles have appeared in Civil War Magazine, America's Civil War, and Civil War Times Illustrated. He is also the author of Before Antietam: The Battle for South Mountain, and editor of The Diary of John T. McMahon of the 136th New York and From New Bern to Fredericksburg." - Publisher.. Paperback. Very Good. 8vo - over 7¾" - 9¾" Tall., Oxford University Press, 1993, 3<
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1993, ISBN: 9780195084665
New York: Oxford University Press, 1993. xxii, 394 pages, illustrations, maps; 24 cm. Near fine. Firm binding, clean inside copy. Light shelfwear. "On September 13, 1862, in a field … Mehr…
New York: Oxford University Press, 1993. xxii, 394 pages, illustrations, maps; 24 cm. Near fine. Firm binding, clean inside copy. Light shelfwear. "On September 13, 1862, in a field near Frederick, Maryland, four Union soldiers hit the jack-pot. There they found, wrapped carelessly around three cigars, a copy of General Robert E. Lee's most recent orders detailing Southern objectives and letting Union officers know that Lee had split his Army into four vulnerable groups. General George B. McClellan realized his opportunity to destroy the Army of Northern Virginia one piece at a time. 'If I cannot whip Bobbie Lee,' exulted McClellan, 'I will be willing to go home.' But the notoriously prudent Union general allowed precious hours to pass, and, by the time he moved, Lee's army had begun to regroup and prepare for battle near Antietam Creek. The ensuing fight would prove to be not only the bloodiest single day of the entire Civil War, but the bloodiest in the history of the U.S. Army. Countless historians have analyzed Antietam (known as Sharpsburg in the South) and its aftermath, some concluding that McClellan's failure to vanquish Lee constituted a Southern victory, others that the Confederate retreat into Virginia was a strategic win for the North. But in Antietam: The Soldiers' Battle, historian John Michael Priest tells this brutal tale of slaughter from an entirely new point of view: that of the common enlisted man. Concentrating on the days of actual battle--September 16, 17, and 18, 1862--Priest vividly brings to life the fear, the horror, and the profound courage that soldiers displayed, from the first Federal cavalry probe of the Confederate lines to the last skirmish on the streets of Sharpsburg. Antietam is not a book about generals and their grand strategies, but rather concerns men such as the Pennsylvanian corporal who lied to receive the Medal of Honor; the Virginian who lay unattended on the battlefield through most of the second day of fighting, his arm shattered from a Union artillery shell; the Confederate surgeon who wrote to the sweetheart he left behind enemy lines in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania that he had seen so much death and suffering that his "head had whitened and my very soul turned to stone." Besides being a gripping tale charged with the immediacy of firsthand accounts of the fighting, Antietam also dispels many misconceptions long held by historians and Civil War buffs alike. Seventy-two detailed maps--which describe the battle in the hourly and quarter-hourly formats established by the Cope Maps of 1904--together with rarely-seen photographs and his own intimate knowledge of the Antietam terrain, allow Priest to offer a substantially new interpretation of what actually happened. When the last cannon fell silent and the Antietam Creek no longer ran red with Union and Confederate blood, twice as many Americans had been killed in just one day as lost their lives in the War of 1812, the Mexican War, and the Spanish-American war combined. This is a book about battle, but more particularly, about the human dimension in battle. It asks 'What was it like?' and while the answers to this simple question by turns horrify and fascinate, they more importantly add a whole new dimension to the study of the American Civil War. / John Michael Priest has written widely on the Civil War, and his articles have appeared in Civil War Magazine, America's Civil War, and Civil War Times Illustrated. He is also the author of Before Antietam: The Battle for South Mountain, and editor of The Diary of John T. McMahon of the 136th New York and From New Bern to Fredericksburg." - Publisher.. Paperback. Very Good. 8vo - over 7¾" - 9¾" Tall., Oxford University Press, 1993, 3<
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1993, ISBN: 9780195084665
New York: Oxford University Press, 1993. xxii, 394 pages, illustrations, maps; 24 cm. Near fine. Firm binding, clean inside copy. Light shelfwear. "On September 13, 1862, in a field … Mehr…
New York: Oxford University Press, 1993. xxii, 394 pages, illustrations, maps; 24 cm. Near fine. Firm binding, clean inside copy. Light shelfwear. "On September 13, 1862, in a field near Frederick, Maryland, four Union soldiers hit the jack-pot. There they found, wrapped carelessly around three cigars, a copy of General Robert E. Lee's most recent orders detailing Southern objectives and letting Union officers know that Lee had split his Army into four vulnerable groups. General George B. McClellan realized his opportunity to destroy the Army of Northern Virginia one piece at a time. 'If I cannot whip Bobbie Lee,' exulted McClellan, 'I will be willing to go home.' But the notoriously prudent Union general allowed precious hours to pass, and, by the time he moved, Lee's army had begun to regroup and prepare for battle near Antietam Creek. The ensuing fight would prove to be not only the bloodiest single day of the entire Civil War, but the bloodiest in the history of the U.S. Army. Countless historians have analyzed Antietam (known as Sharpsburg in the South) and its aftermath, some concluding that McClellan's failure to vanquish Lee constituted a Southern victory, others that the Confederate retreat into Virginia was a strategic win for the North. But in Antietam: The Soldiers' Battle, historian John Michael Priest tells this brutal tale of slaughter from an entirely new point of view: that of the common enlisted man. Concentrating on the days of actual battle--September 16, 17, and 18, 1862--Priest vividly brings to life the fear, the horror, and the profound courage that soldiers displayed, from the first Federal cavalry probe of the Confederate lines to the last skirmish on the streets of Sharpsburg. Antietam is not a book about generals and their grand strategies, but rather concerns men such as the Pennsylvanian corporal who lied to receive the Medal of Honor; the Virginian who lay unattended on the battlefield through most of the second day of fighting, his arm shattered from a Union artillery shell; the Confederate surgeon who wrote to the sweetheart he left behind enemy lines in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania that he had seen so much death and suffering that his "head had whitened and my very soul turned to stone." Besides being a gripping tale charged with the immediacy of firsthand accounts of the fighting, Antietam also dispels many misconceptions long held by historians and Civil War buffs alike. Seventy-two detailed maps--which describe the battle in the hourly and quarter-hourly formats established by the Cope Maps of 1904--together with rarely-seen photographs and his own intimate knowledge of the Antietam terrain, allow Priest to offer a substantially new interpretation of what actually happened. When the last cannon fell silent and the Antietam Creek no longer ran red with Union and Confederate blood, twice as many Americans had been killed in just one day as lost their lives in the War of 1812, the Mexican War, and the Spanish-American war combined. This is a book about battle, but more particularly, about the human dimension in battle. It asks 'What was it like?' and while the answers to this simple question by turns horrify and fascinate, they more importantly add a whole new dimension to the study of the American Civil War. / John Michael Priest has written widely on the Civil War, and his articles have appeared in Civil War Magazine, America's Civil War, and Civil War Times Illustrated. He is also the author of Before Antietam: The Battle for South Mountain, and editor of The Diary of John T. McMahon of the 136th New York and From New Bern to Fredericksburg." - Publisher.. Paperback. Very Good. 8vo., Oxford University Press, 1993, 3<
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Light to moderate wear around the edges, including some curved up corners and small creases. Larger diagonal crease on the top left corner of the back cover. The binding is firm; pages clean and unmarked., Oxford University Press, 1989, 2.5<
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Harpercollins Pub Ltd. Good. 4.37 x 1.5 x 7.01 inches. Paperback. 2000. 559 pages. Cover worn.<br>Patrick McLanahan returns to dramatic f lying action as conflict between North and … Mehr…
Harpercollins Pub Ltd. Good. 4.37 x 1.5 x 7.01 inches. Paperback. 2000. 559 pages. Cover worn.<br>Patrick McLanahan returns to dramatic f lying action as conflict between North and South Korea sparks an international crisis -- in the latest high-tech, high-action thri ller from ex-pilot Dale Brown, the bestselling author of Flight o f the Old Dog and The Tin Man. Filled with explosive adventure, u nforgettable characters and cutting-edge technology, Dale Brown's New York Times bestselling novels have established him as the un disputed master of the aerial technothriller. Now he returns to t he air in a spectacular novel about a new generation of brash you ng heroes... Aerial combat expert Patrick McLanahan's latest chal lenge is to turn a group of young, maverick pilots into America's premier tactical strike force. This already difficult task takes on unexpected urgency when the fragile peace in Asia is shattere d as South Korean fighter-bombers attack North Korea in support o f a massive people's revolt. To the world's surprise, North Korea surrenders, the borders are thrown open and the defiant new Unit ed Republic of Korea is born -- ready to use its reserve of nucle ar warheads to take on the USA and even the might of China in ord er to preserve its sovereignty. Enter McLanahan's raw, a ., Harpercollins Pub Ltd, 2000, 2.5, Random House Publishing Group. Good. 4.18(w) x 6.87(h) x 1.00(d). Paperback. 2004. 384 pages.<br>Annie O'Toole has a past.... The last time Annie s aw Sam, they were lying in each other's arms beneath a canopy of stars. Now Annie paces a secluded airfield at midnight, awaiting the arrival of an unmarked Navy helicopter. Her assignment: Get t his Navy SEAL back into fighting form pronto-and keep his identit y a secret. But who's going to protect her from a man who looks a t her as if she were a stranger and who doesn't remember the one night she'll never forget? His name is Sam McKade. Six foot fou r inches of tough, trained professional, Sam risked his life in a n act of rare courage, saving a busload of schoolchildren from ce rtain death. But becoming America's newest media hero can be dang erous for a man with an undercover past. Sam could do a lot worse than this secluded beach resort. Ditto the sexy therapist who se ems maddeningly familiar-if he only knew where or when. But he's about to find out-as a dangerous enemy surfaces out of his shadow ed past, leaving a trail of bodies right to Annie's door. Now t he rugged SEAL who doesn't believe in love or commitment is about to risk everything...because for Sam McKade, protecting this wom an, this extraordinary woman, has become the most important missi on of his life.... ., Random House Publishing Group, 2004, 2.5, Voyager. Good. 4.37 x 1.09 x 7.01 inches. Paperback. 1999. 432 pages.<br>A new episode in Feist's massively successful Riftw ar saga. From the endlessly inventive mind of one of fantasy's al l-time greats, comes a spellbinding new adventure featuring old f avourites Jimmy, Locklear and Pug. It is nine years on from the a ftermath of Sethanon. There has been peace awhile and it's been n eeded. But news is feeding through to the people of the Kingdom o f the Isles that deadly forces are stirring on the horizon. The b ringer of the latest tidings is Gorath, a moredhel (dark elf). Th e bloodletting has started. Nighthawks are murdering again. Polit ics is a dangerous, cut-throat game once more. At the root of all this unrest lie the mysterious machinations of a group of magici ans known as The Six. Meanwhile, renegade Tsurani gem smugglers, a rival criminal gang to the Mockers led by someone known only as The Crawler, and traitors to the crown are all conspiring to bri ng the Kingdom of the Isles to its knees. ., Voyager, 1999, 2.5, Random House Publishing Group. Good. 6.86(w) x 10.88(h) x 1.16(d). Paperback. 1994. 432 pages.<br>She was an innocent beauty seduced by a pirate's ki sses--and a gentleman's lies . . . [Amanda] Quick has provided an inviting little world of warmth, adventure, mystery, bouncy se x, and a (never oppressive) Regency setting.--Kirkus Reviews Fro m Seduction to Surrender and Reckless to Ravished, New York Times bestselling author Amanda Quick has spun one thrilling love stor y after another. Now, in her long-awaited hardcover debut, she in troduces her most endearing heroine and compelling hero, in a daz zling, daring tale of lost pirate gold and legendary love. . . . Deception. ., Random House Publishing Group, 1994, 2.5, Penguin Group. Good. 107.95 nx 177.8 nx 25.4mm. Paperback. 1990. 384 pages.<br>Lady Meriel de Vere had deceived Adrian, Earl of Sh ropshire. Standing in the royal forest, her falcon perched on her arm, she boldy claimed to be a Welsh commoner, not a noble Norma n. Lord Adrian beheld in wonder her raven-black hair and defiant blue eyes, heard her lies, and felt a dark, primeval passion rob him of all reason. In one irrevocable move of fate, he ordered th is fair beauty locked in his castle's tower, vowing to entice her into surrendering her kisses with lips as hungry as his own. Nev er to give in, to die if she must, was Meriel's vow...until one r ash moment of impetuousness swept them both up in the royal battl es of kings...and into a dangerous intrigue of sweet caresses...a nd fiery, all-consuming love. ., Penguin Group, 1990, 2.5, RANDOM HOUSE UK. Good. 4.33 x 0.91 x 7.01 inches. Paperback. 2017. 368 pages. Cover worn.<br>AN INSTANT NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER S hari Lapena's new thriller, A STRANGER IN THE HOUSE, is available now from Viking Books! The twists come as fast [as] you can tur n the pages. --People Provocative and shocking. --Lisa Gardner, New York Times bestselling author of Find Her I read this novel at one sitting, absolutely riveted by the storyline. The suspense was beautifully rendered and unrelenting! --Sue Grafton, New Yor k Times bestselling author of X It all started at a dinner party . . . A domestic suspense debut about a young couple and their a pparently friendly neighbors--a twisty, rollercoaster ride of lie s, betrayal, and the secrets between husbands and wives. . . Ann e and Marco Conti seem to have it all--a loving relationship, a w onderful home, and their beautiful baby, Cora. But one night, whe n they are at a dinner party next door, a terrible crime is commi tted. Suspicion immediately lands on the parents. But the truth i s a much more complicated story. Inside the curtained house, an unsettling account of what actually happened unfolds. Detective R asbach knows that the panicked couple is hiding something. Both A nne and Marco soon discover that the other is keeping secrets, se crets they've kept for years. What follows is the nerve-racking unraveling of a family--a chilling tale of deception, duplicity, and unfaithfulness that will keep you breathless until the final shocking twist. Editorial Reviews Review Meticulously crafted and razor-sharp. The Couple Next Door lingers long after you turn the final page. --Harlan Coben, #1 New York Times bestselling au thor of Fool Me Once The twists come as fast [as] you can turn t he pages. --People Provocative and shocking. One crime, an entir e neighborhood of suspects, secrets and lies. How well do we ever know those around us? The Couple Next Door will keep you glued t he pages in search of the answer. Even then, you'll never guess t he truth...until it's too late. --Lisa Gardner, #1 New York Times bestselling author of Find Her I read this novel at one sitting , absolutely riveted by the storyline. The suspense was beautiful ly rendered and unrelenting! --Sue Grafton, New York Times bestse lling author of X Real men read women writers-because of books l ike this. Trust me. --Lee Child, #1 New York Times bestselling au thor of Make Me Shari Lapena has written a stunning debut thrill er. Turn on the night lights and lock all your doors and windows. The Couple Next Door grabs you with each twist and shocks you wi th every betrayal. --Linda Fairstein, New York Times bestselling author of Killer Look A twisty, utterly riveting tale that will send readers on a wild rollercoaster ride of emotions. Shocking r evelations kept me turning the pages like a madwoman. --Tess Gerr itsen, New York Times bestselling author ofPlaying with Fire Exp ertly paced and finely crafted, The Couple Next Door is a grippin g thriller of the highest order. I couldn't put it down. --A. J. Banner, bestselling author of The Good Neighbor Gripped me from the very beginning to the very end! --Becky Masterman, author of Rage Against The Dying Brilliant! This utterly riveting psycholo gical thriller hurtles along at breakneck speed, never giving you the opportunity to catch your breath. Twisty, turny, and unputdo wnable. --C. L. Taylor, bestselling author of The Lie Exquisitel y torturous tension. --NPR org Where did that baby go! It's hard not to read to the end to find out, and the twists waiting there are gratifyingly clever.--USA Today The many never-saw-them-com ing twists and questionable characters. . . will keep you on the edge of your seat. First-time novelist Lapena's writing is spare and tense, and it makes The Couple Next Door a compulsive read. T he last line is absolutely killer.-Good Housekeeping [A] well-sc ulpted domestic thriller . . . highly suspenseful . . . Twists ar e subtly revealed with aplomb, taking the story to increasingly u npredictable levels. --Associated Press [A] suspenseful, heart-w renching debut. . . After numerous twists and turns, Lapena deliv ers one final, deftly crafted surprise. --Publishers Weekly Bris k prose style and character development are almost beside the poi nt in Lapena's suspense-fiction debut; this is a plot-driven page -turner, and even the most character-focused readers will find it hard to put down. --Booklist --This text refers to an out of p rint or unavailable edition of this title. About the Author SHAR I LAPENA worked as a lawyer and as an English teacher before turn ing to writing fiction. She has written two award-winning literar y novels, and The Couple Next Door is her suspense debut. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this tit le. Excerpt. ® Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. *** This excerpt is from an advance uncorrected copy proof*** Copyri ght © 2016 Shari Lapena One Anne can feel the acid churning in her stomach and creeping up her throat; her head is swimming. She 's had too much to drink. Cynthia has been topping her up all nig ht. Anne had meant to keep herself to a limit, but she'd let thin gs slide-she didn't know how else she was supposed to get through the evening. Now she has no idea how much wine she's drunk over the course of this interminable dinner party. She'll have to pump and dump her breast milk in the morning. Anne wilts in the heat of the summer night and watches her hostess with narrowed eyes. Cynthia is flirting openly with Anne's husband, Marco. Why does A nne put up with it? Why does Cynthia's husband, Graham, allow it? Anne is angry but powerless; she doesn't know how to put a stop to it without looking pathetic and ridiculous. They are all a lit tle tanked. So she ignores it, quietly seething, and sips at the chilled wine. Anne wasn't brought up to create a scene, isn't one to draw attention to herself. Cynthia, on the other hand . . . All three of them-Anne, Marco, and Cynthia's mild-mannered husba nd, Graham-are watching her, as if fascinated. Marco in particula r can't seem to take his eyes off Cynthia. She leans in a little too close to Marco as she bends over and fills his glass, her cli ngy top cut so low that Marco's practically rubbing his nose in h er cleavage. Anne reminds herself that Cynthia flirts with every one. Cynthia has such outrageous good looks that she can't seem t o help herself. But the longer Anne watches, the more she wonder s if there could actually be something going on between Marco and Cynthia. Anne has never had such suspicions before. Perhaps the alcohol is making her paranoid. No, she decides-they wouldn't be carrying on like this if they had anything to hide. Cynthia is f lirting more than Marco is; he is the flattered recipient of her attentions. Marco is almost too good-looking himself-with his tou sled dark hair, hazel eyes, and charming smile, he's always attra cted attention. They make a striking couple, Cynthia and Marco. A nne tells herself to stop it. Tells herself that of course Marco is faithful to her. She knows he is completely committed to his f amily. She and the baby are everything to him. He will stand by h er no matter what-she takes another gulp of wine-no matter how ba d things get. But watching Cynthia drape herself over Marco, Ann e is becoming more and more anxious and upset. She is still more than twenty pounds overweight from her pregnancy, six months afte r having the baby. She thought she'd be back to her pre-pregnancy figure by now, but apparently it takes at least a year. She must stop looking at the tabloids at the grocery-store checkout and c omparing herself to all those celebrity moms with their personal trainers who look terrific after mere weeks. But even at her bes t, Anne could never compete with the likes of Cynthia, her taller , shapelier neighbor-with her long legs, nipped-in waist, and big breasts, her porcelain skin and tumbling jet-black hair. And Cyn thia always dressed to kill, in high heels and sexy clothes-even for a dinner party at home with one other couple. Anne can't foc us on the conversation around her. She tunes it out and stares at the carved marble fireplace, exactly like the one in her own liv ing-dining room, on the other side of the common wall that Anne a nd Marco share with Cynthia and Graham; they live in attached bri ck row houses, typical of this city in upstate New York, solidly built in the late nineteenth century. All the houses in the row a re similar-Italianate, restored, expensive-except that Anne and M arco's is at the end of the row and each reflects slight differen ces in decoration and taste; each one is a small masterpiece. An ne reaches clumsily for her cell phone on the dining table and ch ecks the time. It is almost one o'clock in the morning. She'd che cked on the baby at midnight. Marco had gone to check on her at t welve thirty. Then he'd gone out for a cigarette on the back pati o with Cynthia, while Anne and Graham sat rather awkwardly at the littered dining table, making stilted conversation. She should h ave gone out to the backyard with them; there might have been a b reeze. But she hadn't, because Graham didn't like to be around ci garette smoke, and it would have been rude, or at least inconside rate, to leave Graham there all alone at his own dinner party. So for reasons of propriety, she had stayed. Graham, a WASP like he rself, is impeccably polite. Why he married a tart like Cynthia i s a mystery. Cynthia and Marco had come back in from the patio a few minutes ago, and Anne desperately wants to leave, even if eve ryone else is still having fun. She glances at the baby monitor sitting at the end of the table, its small red light glowing like the tip of a cigarette. The video screen is smashed-she'd droppe d it a couple of days ago and Marco hadn't gotten around to repla cing it yet-but the audio is still working. Suddenly she has doub ts, feels the wrongness of it all. Who goes to a dinner party nex t door and leaves her baby alone in the house? What kind of mothe r does such a thing? She feels the familiar agony set in-she is n ot a good mother. So what if the sitter canceled? They should ha ve brought Cora with them, put her in her portable playpen. But C ynthia had said no children. It was to be an adult evening, for G raham's birthday. Which is another reason Anne has come to dislik e Cynthia, who was once a good friend-Cynthia is not baby-friendl y. Who says that a six-month-old baby isn't welcome at a dinner p arty? How had Anne ever let Marco persuade her that it was okay? It was irresponsible. She wonders what the other mothers in her m oms' group would think if she ever told them. We left our six-mon th-old baby home alone and went to a party next door. She imagine s all their jaws dropping in shock, the uncomfortable silence. Bu t she will never tell them. She'd be shunned. She and Marco had argued about it before the party. When the sitter called and canc eled, Anne had offered to stay home with the baby-she hadn't want ed to go to the dinner anyway. But Marco was having none of it. You can't just stay home, he insisted when they argued about it i n their kitchen. I'm fine staying home, she said, her voice lowe red. She didn't want Cynthia to hear them through the shared wall , arguing about going to her party. It will be good for you to g et out, Marco countered, lowering his own voice. And then he'd ad ded, You know what the doctor said. All night long she's been tr ying to decide whether that last comment was mean-spirited or sel f-interested or whether he was simply trying to help. Finally she 'd given in. Marco persuaded her that with the monitor on next do or they could hear the baby anytime she stirred or woke. They wou ld check on her every half hour. Nothing bad would happen. It is one o'clock. Should she check on Cora now or just try to get Mar co to leave? She wants to go home to bed. She wants this night to end. She pulls her husband's arm. Marco, she urges, we should l eave. It's one o'clock. Oh, don't go yet, Cynthia says. It's not that late! She obviously doesn't want the party to be over. She doesn't want Marco to leave. She wouldn't mind at all if Anne lef t, though, Anne is pretty sure. Maybe not for you, Anne says, an d she manages to sound a little stiff, even though she's drunk, b ut I have to be up early to feed the baby. Poor you, Cynthia say s, and for some reason this infuriates Anne. Cynthia has no child ren, nor has she ever wanted any. She and Graham are childless by choice. Getting Marco to leave the party is difficult. He seems determined to stay. He's having too much fun, but Anne is growin g anxious. Just one more, Marco says to Cynthia, holding up his glass, avoiding his wife's eyes. He is in a strangely boisterous mood tonight-it seems almost forced. Anne wonders why. He's been quiet lately, at home. Distracted, even moody. But tonight, with Cynthia, he's the life of the party. For some time now, Anne has sensed that something is wrong, if only he would tell her what i t is. He isn't telling her much of anything these days. He's shut ting her out. Or maybe he's withdrawing from her because of her d epression, her baby blues. He's disappointed in her. Who isn't? T onight he clearly prefers the beautiful, bubbly, sparkly Cynthia. Anne notices the time and loses all patience. I'm going to go. I was supposed to check on the baby at one. She looks at Marco. Y ou stay as late as you like, she adds, her voice tight. Marco loo ks sharply at her, his eyes glittering. Suddenly Anne thinks he d oesn't seem that drunk at all, but she feels dizzy. Are they goin g to argue about this? In front of the neighbors? Really? Anne be gins to glance around for her purse, gathers up the baby monitor, realizes then that it's plugged into the wall, and bends over to unplug it, aware of everyone at the table silently staring at he r fat ass. Well, let them. She feels like they're ganging up on h er, seeing her as a spoilsport. Tears start to burn, and she figh ts them back. She does not want to burst into tears in front of e veryone. Cynthia and Graham don't know about her postpartum depre ssion. They wouldn't understand. Anne and Marco haven't told anyo ne, with the exception of Anne's mother. Anne has recently confid ed in her. She knows that her mother won't tell anyone, not even her father. Anne doesn't want anyone else to know, and she suspec, RANDOM HOUSE UK, 2017, 2.5, Ballantine Books. Good. 4.25 x 1.25 x 7.25 inches. Paperback. 1998. 416 pages. Cover worn<br>Thoroughly absorbing. --Time MISCHIEVOU SLY GOSSIPY. --The New York Times MOUTHWATERING. --Entertainment Weekly Gus Bailey, journalist to high society, knows the sordid secrets of the very rich. Now he turns his penetrating gaze to a courtroom in Los Angeles, witnessing the trial of the century un fold before his startled eyes. As the infamous case and character s begin to take shape, and a range of celebrities from Frank Sina tra to Heidi Fleiss share their own theories of the crime, Bailey bears witness to the ultimate perversion of principle and the mo st amazing gossip machine in Hollywood--all wrapped in a marvelou sly addictive true-to-life tale of love, rage, and ruin. . . . E ditorial Reviews Review He is one of those writers who seems eff ortlessly to collide with copy. Movie stars confide to his answer ing machine. Wanted men hail the same taxi. Heiresses unload thei r life stories in elevators. Except, of course, Dunne's luck is n ot luck. People love to talk to him because he has a gift for int imacy that is real and generous. -Tina Brown, editor, The New Yor ker Dunne's antennae are always turned to the offbeat story... H e is magazine journalism's ace social anthropologist whose area o f study is the famous and infamous up close and personal. -San Fr ancisco Chronicle A sharp and unfooled observer of decor and mor es. -Los Angeles Times Dunne is a genius. -Newsday He knows ev ery story there is to tell, precisely how it happened, and why. - The New York Times Book Review From the Hardcover edition. From the Inside Flap Thoroughly absorbing. --Time MISCHIEVOUSLY GOSS IPY. --The New York Times MOUTHWATERING. --Entertainment Weekly Gus Bailey, journalist to high society, knows the sordid secrets of the very rich. Now he turns his penetrating gaze to a courtro om in Los Angeles, witnessing the trial of the century unfold bef ore his startled eyes. As the infamous case and characters begin to take shape, and a range of celebrities from Frank Sinatra to H eidi Fleiss share their own theories of the crime, Bailey bears w itness to the ultimate perversion of principle and the most amazi ng gossip machine in Hollywood--all wrapped in a marvelously addi ctive true-to-life tale of love, rage, and ruin. . . . From the Back Cover ALLURING . . . YOU CAN'T PUT IT DOWN. --San Francisco Chronicle DELICIOUSLY WICKED. --Vogue POWERFUL, EVOCATIVE, AND RELENTLESSLY ENTERTAINING. --Newsday About the Author Dominick D unne is an internationally acclaimed journalist and the bestselli ng author of both fiction and nonfiction, including A Season in P urgatory, An Inconvenient Woman, The Two Mrs. Grenvilles, People Like Us, and The Mansions of Limbo. Excerpt. ® Reprinted by perm ission. All rights reserved. Yes, yes, it's true. The conscientio us reporter sets aside his personal views when reporting events a nd tries to emulate the detachment of a camera lens, all opinions held in harness, but the man with whom this narrative deals did not adhere to this dictum, at least when it came to the subject o f murder, a subject with which he had had a personal involvement in the past. Consequently, his reportage was rebuked in certain q uarters of both the journalistic and the legal professions, which was a matter of indifference to him. He never hesitated to speak up and point out, in print or on television, that his reportage on matters of murder was cheered by much larger numbers in other quarters. Walk down Madison Avenue with me and see for yourself h ow often I am stopped by total strangers, he said in reply to a h ate letter he received from an enraged man who wrote that he had vilified O.J. Simpson through the pages of your pretentious magaz ine for two and a half years. His name, as it appeared in print or when he was introduced on television, was Augustus Bailey, but he was known to his friends, and even to those who disliked him intensely, because of the way he had written about them, as Gus, or Gus Bailey. His name appeared frequently in the newspapers. Hi s lectures were sold out. He was asked to deliver eulogies at imp ortant funerals or to introduce speakers at public events in hote l ballrooms. He knew the kind of people who said We'll send our p lane when they invited him for weekends in distant places. From the beginning, you have to understand this about Gus Bailey: He k new what was going to happen before it happened. His premonitions had far less to do with fact than with his inner feelings, on wh ich he had learned to rely greatly in the last half dozen years o f his life. He said over the telephone to his younger son, Zander , the son who was lost in a mountain-climbing mishap during the d ouble murder trial of Orenthal James Simpson, I don't know why, b ut I keep having this feeling that something untoward is going to happen to me. Certainly, there are enough references to his obl iteration in his journal in the months before he was found dead i n the media room of his country house in Prud'homme, Connecticut, where he had been watching the miniseries of one of his novels, A Season in Purgatory. The book was about a rich young man who go t away with murder because of the influence of his prominent and powerful father. Getting away with murder was a relentless theme of Gus Bailey's. He was pitiless in his journalistic and novelist ic pursuit of those who did, as well as of those in the legal pro fession who created the false defenses that often set their clien ts free. That book, the miniseries of which he was watching, had brought Gus Bailey and the unsolved murder in Greenwich, Connecti cut, which, to avoid a libel suit, he had renamed Scarborough Hil l, a great deal of notoriety at the time of its publication, resu lting in the reopening of the murder case by the police. Gus had fervently believed that the case remained unsolved because the po lice had been intimidated by the power and wealth of the killer's family, which extended all the way to the highest office in the land. It was exactly the same thing in the Woodward case, said G us, who had written an earlier novel about a famous society shoot ing in the aristocratic Woodward family on Long Island in the fif ties called The Two Mrs. Grenvilles. The police were simply outda zzled by the grandeur of Elsie, whom I called Alice Grenville, an d Ann Woodward got away with shooting her husband. As always, wh en Gus's passions were involved in his writing, he ruffled feathe rs. Powerful families became upset with him. He created enemies. You seem to have annoyed a great many very important people, sai d Gillian Greenwood of the BBC, as a statement not a question, in the living room of Gus Bailey's New York penthouse, where she wa s interviewing him on camera for a documentary on his life called The Trials of Augustus Bailey. Gus, who was used to being on ca mera, nodded agreement with her statement. True, he replied. Do people ever dislike you, the way you write about them? asked Gill ian, who was producing and directing the documentary. There seem s to be a long line, answered Gus. Does that bother you? she ask ed. It's an occupational hazard, I suppose, said Gus. Does it b other you? Gillian repeated. Sometimes yes. It depends who, real ly. Do I care that a killer or a rapist dislikes me? Or the lawye rs who get them acquitted? Of course not. Some of those people, l ike Leslie Abramson, I am proud to be disliked by. Yes, yes, Les lie Abramson, said Gillian. She told us you weren't in her league when we interviewed her for this documentary. Gus, who was a la psed Catholic, looked heavenward as he replied, Thank you, God, t hat I am not in Leslie Abramson's league. What happens when you meet these people you write about? You must run into some of them , the way you go out so much, and the circles you travel in. It does happen. It's not uncommon. Mostly, it's very civilized. Aver ted eyes, that sort of thing. A fashionable lady in New York, Mrs . de la Renta, turned her back on me at dinner one night and spok e not a word in my direction for the hour and a half we were sitt ing on gold chairs in Chessy Rayner's dining room. I rather enjoy ed that. Sometimes it's not quite so civilized, and there have be en a few minor skirmishes in public. That's what I want to hear about, said Gillian. Gus laughed. I seem to have annoyed a rathe r select number of your countrymen when I wrote in Vanity Fair ma gazine that I believed the British aristocrat Lord Lucan, who mur dered his children's nanny in the mistaken belief that she was hi s wife and then vanished off the face of the earth, was alive and well and being supported in exile by a group of very rich men wh o enjoyed the sport of harboring a killer from the law. Certain o f those men were very annoyed with me. Oh, let me guess, said Gi llian. You annoyed the all-powerful James Goldsmith, and he's ver y litigious. Curiously enough, not Jimmy Goldsmith, who had ever y reason to be annoyed, said Gus. He chose to treat the whole thi ng as a tremendous joke. 'Gus here thinks Lucky Lucan is hiding o ut at my place in Mexico,' he said one night at a party at Wendy Stark's in Hollywood, which we both attended, and everyone roared with laughter at such an absurdity. Who, then? persisted Gillia n. Selim Zilkha, a very rich Iraqi who used to live in London, h ad dinner with Lucky Lucan the night before the murder, which I w rote about. Now he lives in Bel Air. He made a public fuss about me at the opening night of Sunset Boulevard in Los Angeles, when he chastised one of his guests, the Countess of Dudley, who was v isiting from London, for greeting me with a kiss on each cheek. H e referred to me by a four-letter word beginning with s that I ca n't say on television. What happened? The countess, who was no stranger to controversy herself, told off Zilkha in no uncertain terms, said Gus. She said she'd kiss whomever she wanted to kis s and, furthermore, 'Gus Bailey is an old friend of many years.' Tell me more. Another Lucan instance happened in your country, said Gus. Another of the men I mentioned, John Aspinall, a rich g uy who owned the gambling club above Annabel's where Lord Lucan w as a shill, made a terrible fuss at a Rothschild dance in London. He wanted Evelyn to throw me out. Were you thrown out? Of cour se not. The way I look at it is this: If Lucan is dead, as they a ll claim, why don't they just laugh me off as a quack? Why do I e nrage them so? From the Hardcover edition. ., Ballantine Books, 1998, 2.5, W Pub Group. Used - Good. Good condition. A copy that has been read but remains intact. May contain markings such as bookplates, stamps, limited notes and highlighting, or a few light stains., W Pub Group, 2.5, Ann Arbor Media Group, 2003. Hardcover. Very Good/Good. Book is in very good condition, with some wear to the dust jacket. Book lies flat, and inside pages are clean., Ann Arbor Media Group, 2003, 2.75, Sydney, Australia: Penguin Group, 2013. Book. Good. Soft cover. Reprint. 8vo - over 7¾" - 9¾" tall. Medium softcover, reprint, 328gms, 436pgs. Cecilia has found a letter from her husband - "to be opened only in the event of my death", but Cecilia's husband is not dead, he's on a business trip. When she questions him over the phone about it she believes John-Paul is lying. We all have secrets. But not like this. Book is in good condition with mild general wear and tear and moderate page discolouration/spotting throughout, otherwise no other pre-loved markings.., Penguin Group, 2013, 2.5, The only English translation of "a masterpiece" (The Nation)a stunning trilogy of novellas about the soul-crushing cost of life under a violent Haitian dictatorship, featuring an introduction by Edwidge DanticatOriginally published in 1968, Love, Anger, Madness virtually disappeared from circulation until its republication in France in 2005. Set in the barely fictionalized Haiti of "Papa Doc" Duvalier's repressive rule, Marie Vieux-Chauvet's writing was so powerful and so incendiary that she was forced to flee to the United States. Yet Love, Anger, Madness endures.Claire, the narrator of Love, is the eldest of three daughters who surrenders her dreams of marriage to run the household after her parents die. Insecure about her dark skin, she fantasizes about her middle sister's French husband, while he has an affair with the youngest sister, setting in motion a complicated family dynamic that echoes the growing chaos outside their home. In Anger, the police terrorize a middle-class family by threatening to seize their land. The father insinuates that their only hope of salvation lies with an unspeakable acthis daughter Rose must prostitute herselfwhich leads to all-consuming guilt, shame, and rage. And finally, Madness paints a terrifying portrait of a Haitian village that has been ravaged by militants. René, a young poet, is trapped in his family's house for days with no food and becomes obsessed with the souls of the dead that surround him., Random House Publishing Group, 2010-03-30, 3, New York: Oxford University Press, 1993. xxii, 394 pages, illustrations, maps; 24 cm. Near fine. Firm binding, clean inside copy. Light shelfwear. "On September 13, 1862, in a field near Frederick, Maryland, four Union soldiers hit the jack-pot. There they found, wrapped carelessly around three cigars, a copy of General Robert E. Lee's most recent orders detailing Southern objectives and letting Union officers know that Lee had split his Army into four vulnerable groups. General George B. McClellan realized his opportunity to destroy the Army of Northern Virginia one piece at a time. 'If I cannot whip Bobbie Lee,' exulted McClellan, 'I will be willing to go home.' But the notoriously prudent Union general allowed precious hours to pass, and, by the time he moved, Lee's army had begun to regroup and prepare for battle near Antietam Creek. The ensuing fight would prove to be not only the bloodiest single day of the entire Civil War, but the bloodiest in the history of the U.S. Army. Countless historians have analyzed Antietam (known as Sharpsburg in the South) and its aftermath, some concluding that McClellan's failure to vanquish Lee constituted a Southern victory, others that the Confederate retreat into Virginia was a strategic win for the North. But in Antietam: The Soldiers' Battle, historian John Michael Priest tells this brutal tale of slaughter from an entirely new point of view: that of the common enlisted man. Concentrating on the days of actual battle--September 16, 17, and 18, 1862--Priest vividly brings to life the fear, the horror, and the profound courage that soldiers displayed, from the first Federal cavalry probe of the Confederate lines to the last skirmish on the streets of Sharpsburg. Antietam is not a book about generals and their grand strategies, but rather concerns men such as the Pennsylvanian corporal who lied to receive the Medal of Honor; the Virginian who lay unattended on the battlefield through most of the second day of fighting, his arm shattered from a Union artillery shell; the Confederate surgeon who wrote to the sweetheart he left behind enemy lines in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania that he had seen so much death and suffering that his "head had whitened and my very soul turned to stone." Besides being a gripping tale charged with the immediacy of firsthand accounts of the fighting, Antietam also dispels many misconceptions long held by historians and Civil War buffs alike. Seventy-two detailed maps--which describe the battle in the hourly and quarter-hourly formats established by the Cope Maps of 1904--together with rarely-seen photographs and his own intimate knowledge of the Antietam terrain, allow Priest to offer a substantially new interpretation of what actually happened. When the last cannon fell silent and the Antietam Creek no longer ran red with Union and Confederate blood, twice as many Americans had been killed in just one day as lost their lives in the War of 1812, the Mexican War, and the Spanish-American war combined. This is a book about battle, but more particularly, about the human dimension in battle. It asks 'What was it like?' and while the answers to this simple question by turns horrify and fascinate, they more importantly add a whole new dimension to the study of the American Civil War. / John Michael Priest has written widely on the Civil War, and his articles have appeared in Civil War Magazine, America's Civil War, and Civil War Times Illustrated. He is also the author of Before Antietam: The Battle for South Mountain, and editor of The Diary of John T. McMahon of the 136th New York and From New Bern to Fredericksburg." - Publisher.. Paperback. Very Good. 8vo - over 7¾" - 9¾" Tall., Oxford University Press, 1993, 3<
1993, ISBN: 9780195084665
New York: Oxford University Press, 1993. xxii, 394 pages, illustrations, maps; 24 cm. Near fine. Firm binding, clean inside copy. Light shelfwear. "On September 13, 1862, in a field … Mehr…
New York: Oxford University Press, 1993. xxii, 394 pages, illustrations, maps; 24 cm. Near fine. Firm binding, clean inside copy. Light shelfwear. "On September 13, 1862, in a field near Frederick, Maryland, four Union soldiers hit the jack-pot. There they found, wrapped carelessly around three cigars, a copy of General Robert E. Lee's most recent orders detailing Southern objectives and letting Union officers know that Lee had split his Army into four vulnerable groups. General George B. McClellan realized his opportunity to destroy the Army of Northern Virginia one piece at a time. 'If I cannot whip Bobbie Lee,' exulted McClellan, 'I will be willing to go home.' But the notoriously prudent Union general allowed precious hours to pass, and, by the time he moved, Lee's army had begun to regroup and prepare for battle near Antietam Creek. The ensuing fight would prove to be not only the bloodiest single day of the entire Civil War, but the bloodiest in the history of the U.S. Army. Countless historians have analyzed Antietam (known as Sharpsburg in the South) and its aftermath, some concluding that McClellan's failure to vanquish Lee constituted a Southern victory, others that the Confederate retreat into Virginia was a strategic win for the North. But in Antietam: The Soldiers' Battle, historian John Michael Priest tells this brutal tale of slaughter from an entirely new point of view: that of the common enlisted man. Concentrating on the days of actual battle--September 16, 17, and 18, 1862--Priest vividly brings to life the fear, the horror, and the profound courage that soldiers displayed, from the first Federal cavalry probe of the Confederate lines to the last skirmish on the streets of Sharpsburg. Antietam is not a book about generals and their grand strategies, but rather concerns men such as the Pennsylvanian corporal who lied to receive the Medal of Honor; the Virginian who lay unattended on the battlefield through most of the second day of fighting, his arm shattered from a Union artillery shell; the Confederate surgeon who wrote to the sweetheart he left behind enemy lines in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania that he had seen so much death and suffering that his "head had whitened and my very soul turned to stone." Besides being a gripping tale charged with the immediacy of firsthand accounts of the fighting, Antietam also dispels many misconceptions long held by historians and Civil War buffs alike. Seventy-two detailed maps--which describe the battle in the hourly and quarter-hourly formats established by the Cope Maps of 1904--together with rarely-seen photographs and his own intimate knowledge of the Antietam terrain, allow Priest to offer a substantially new interpretation of what actually happened. When the last cannon fell silent and the Antietam Creek no longer ran red with Union and Confederate blood, twice as many Americans had been killed in just one day as lost their lives in the War of 1812, the Mexican War, and the Spanish-American war combined. This is a book about battle, but more particularly, about the human dimension in battle. It asks 'What was it like?' and while the answers to this simple question by turns horrify and fascinate, they more importantly add a whole new dimension to the study of the American Civil War. / John Michael Priest has written widely on the Civil War, and his articles have appeared in Civil War Magazine, America's Civil War, and Civil War Times Illustrated. He is also the author of Before Antietam: The Battle for South Mountain, and editor of The Diary of John T. McMahon of the 136th New York and From New Bern to Fredericksburg." - Publisher.. Paperback. Very Good. 8vo - over 7¾" - 9¾" Tall., Oxford University Press, 1993, 3<
1993
ISBN: 9780195084665
New York: Oxford University Press, 1993. xxii, 394 pages, illustrations, maps; 24 cm. Near fine. Firm binding, clean inside copy. Light shelfwear. "On September 13, 1862, in a field … Mehr…
New York: Oxford University Press, 1993. xxii, 394 pages, illustrations, maps; 24 cm. Near fine. Firm binding, clean inside copy. Light shelfwear. "On September 13, 1862, in a field near Frederick, Maryland, four Union soldiers hit the jack-pot. There they found, wrapped carelessly around three cigars, a copy of General Robert E. Lee's most recent orders detailing Southern objectives and letting Union officers know that Lee had split his Army into four vulnerable groups. General George B. McClellan realized his opportunity to destroy the Army of Northern Virginia one piece at a time. 'If I cannot whip Bobbie Lee,' exulted McClellan, 'I will be willing to go home.' But the notoriously prudent Union general allowed precious hours to pass, and, by the time he moved, Lee's army had begun to regroup and prepare for battle near Antietam Creek. The ensuing fight would prove to be not only the bloodiest single day of the entire Civil War, but the bloodiest in the history of the U.S. Army. Countless historians have analyzed Antietam (known as Sharpsburg in the South) and its aftermath, some concluding that McClellan's failure to vanquish Lee constituted a Southern victory, others that the Confederate retreat into Virginia was a strategic win for the North. But in Antietam: The Soldiers' Battle, historian John Michael Priest tells this brutal tale of slaughter from an entirely new point of view: that of the common enlisted man. Concentrating on the days of actual battle--September 16, 17, and 18, 1862--Priest vividly brings to life the fear, the horror, and the profound courage that soldiers displayed, from the first Federal cavalry probe of the Confederate lines to the last skirmish on the streets of Sharpsburg. Antietam is not a book about generals and their grand strategies, but rather concerns men such as the Pennsylvanian corporal who lied to receive the Medal of Honor; the Virginian who lay unattended on the battlefield through most of the second day of fighting, his arm shattered from a Union artillery shell; the Confederate surgeon who wrote to the sweetheart he left behind enemy lines in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania that he had seen so much death and suffering that his "head had whitened and my very soul turned to stone." Besides being a gripping tale charged with the immediacy of firsthand accounts of the fighting, Antietam also dispels many misconceptions long held by historians and Civil War buffs alike. Seventy-two detailed maps--which describe the battle in the hourly and quarter-hourly formats established by the Cope Maps of 1904--together with rarely-seen photographs and his own intimate knowledge of the Antietam terrain, allow Priest to offer a substantially new interpretation of what actually happened. When the last cannon fell silent and the Antietam Creek no longer ran red with Union and Confederate blood, twice as many Americans had been killed in just one day as lost their lives in the War of 1812, the Mexican War, and the Spanish-American war combined. This is a book about battle, but more particularly, about the human dimension in battle. It asks 'What was it like?' and while the answers to this simple question by turns horrify and fascinate, they more importantly add a whole new dimension to the study of the American Civil War. / John Michael Priest has written widely on the Civil War, and his articles have appeared in Civil War Magazine, America's Civil War, and Civil War Times Illustrated. He is also the author of Before Antietam: The Battle for South Mountain, and editor of The Diary of John T. McMahon of the 136th New York and From New Bern to Fredericksburg." - Publisher.. Paperback. Very Good. 8vo - over 7¾" - 9¾" Tall., Oxford University Press, 1993, 3<
1993, ISBN: 9780195084665
New York: Oxford University Press, 1993. xxii, 394 pages, illustrations, maps; 24 cm. Near fine. Firm binding, clean inside copy. Light shelfwear. "On September 13, 1862, in a field … Mehr…
New York: Oxford University Press, 1993. xxii, 394 pages, illustrations, maps; 24 cm. Near fine. Firm binding, clean inside copy. Light shelfwear. "On September 13, 1862, in a field near Frederick, Maryland, four Union soldiers hit the jack-pot. There they found, wrapped carelessly around three cigars, a copy of General Robert E. Lee's most recent orders detailing Southern objectives and letting Union officers know that Lee had split his Army into four vulnerable groups. General George B. McClellan realized his opportunity to destroy the Army of Northern Virginia one piece at a time. 'If I cannot whip Bobbie Lee,' exulted McClellan, 'I will be willing to go home.' But the notoriously prudent Union general allowed precious hours to pass, and, by the time he moved, Lee's army had begun to regroup and prepare for battle near Antietam Creek. The ensuing fight would prove to be not only the bloodiest single day of the entire Civil War, but the bloodiest in the history of the U.S. Army. Countless historians have analyzed Antietam (known as Sharpsburg in the South) and its aftermath, some concluding that McClellan's failure to vanquish Lee constituted a Southern victory, others that the Confederate retreat into Virginia was a strategic win for the North. But in Antietam: The Soldiers' Battle, historian John Michael Priest tells this brutal tale of slaughter from an entirely new point of view: that of the common enlisted man. Concentrating on the days of actual battle--September 16, 17, and 18, 1862--Priest vividly brings to life the fear, the horror, and the profound courage that soldiers displayed, from the first Federal cavalry probe of the Confederate lines to the last skirmish on the streets of Sharpsburg. Antietam is not a book about generals and their grand strategies, but rather concerns men such as the Pennsylvanian corporal who lied to receive the Medal of Honor; the Virginian who lay unattended on the battlefield through most of the second day of fighting, his arm shattered from a Union artillery shell; the Confederate surgeon who wrote to the sweetheart he left behind enemy lines in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania that he had seen so much death and suffering that his "head had whitened and my very soul turned to stone." Besides being a gripping tale charged with the immediacy of firsthand accounts of the fighting, Antietam also dispels many misconceptions long held by historians and Civil War buffs alike. Seventy-two detailed maps--which describe the battle in the hourly and quarter-hourly formats established by the Cope Maps of 1904--together with rarely-seen photographs and his own intimate knowledge of the Antietam terrain, allow Priest to offer a substantially new interpretation of what actually happened. When the last cannon fell silent and the Antietam Creek no longer ran red with Union and Confederate blood, twice as many Americans had been killed in just one day as lost their lives in the War of 1812, the Mexican War, and the Spanish-American war combined. This is a book about battle, but more particularly, about the human dimension in battle. It asks 'What was it like?' and while the answers to this simple question by turns horrify and fascinate, they more importantly add a whole new dimension to the study of the American Civil War. / John Michael Priest has written widely on the Civil War, and his articles have appeared in Civil War Magazine, America's Civil War, and Civil War Times Illustrated. He is also the author of Before Antietam: The Battle for South Mountain, and editor of The Diary of John T. McMahon of the 136th New York and From New Bern to Fredericksburg." - Publisher.. Paperback. Very Good. 8vo., Oxford University Press, 1993, 3<
1989, ISBN: 9780195084665
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EAN (ISBN-13): 9780195084665
ISBN (ISBN-10): 0195084667
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Erscheinungsjahr: 1994
Herausgeber: OXFORD UNIV PR
424 Seiten
Gewicht: 0,590 kg
Sprache: eng/Englisch
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ISBN/EAN: 0195084667
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Autor des Buches: michael john, priest, michael pries
Titel des Buches: soldier signed, antietam, soldiers
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