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L.A. Dead by Stuart Woods (English) Paperback Book

Description: L.A. Dead by Stuart Woods Cop-turned-lawyer-and-investigator Stone Barrington finds himself smack in the middle of a romantic holiday in Venice, but a frantic phone call half a world away cuts it short. A celebrity murder has L.A. in an uproar, and it mysteriously threatens Stones former flame, Arrington Calder. Once he arrives, Stone must plumb the depths of film society to nab the killer. FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Publisher Description Former cop turned lawyer Stone Barrington investigates a Hollywood homicide in this "stylish whodunit" (Detroit News) in the #1 New York Times bestselling series.Stones trip to Venice with a fiery Mafia princess is cut short by a frantic phone call from halfway around the world. A celebrity murder has Los Angeles in an uproar—and a former flame pining for Stones help in more ways than one. When he lands amid Hollywoods sun and sin, Stone must plumb the depths of film society to find the killer, before a court trial rips away his last chance at a life he once desperately wanted... Back Cover No Stone Unturned... Trouble finds Stone smack in the middle of a romantic Mediterranean holiday. His trip to Venice-with the fiery Mafia princess Dolce-is cut short by a frantic phone call from half a world away. A celebrity murder has Los Angeles in an uproar and mysteriously threatens a former flame, Arrington Calder. And once he arrives there, amid Hollywoods sun and sin, he must plumb the depths of film society to find the killer-before a court trial rips away his last chance at a life he once desperately wanted.... Author Biography Stuart Woods is the author of more than eighty-five novels, including the #1 New York Times-bestselling Stone Barrington series. He is a native of Georgia and began his writing career in the advertising industry. Chiefs, his debut in 1981, won the Edgar Award. An avid sailor and pilot, Woods lives in Florida, Maine, and Connecticut. Review Praise for L.A. Dead"Entertainment novels cant get any better than this."—Associated Press"Scrumptious."—The New York Times"A pleasure to read....A stylish whodunit."—The Detroit NewsMore Praise for Stuart Woods"Stuart Woods is a no-nonsense, slam-bang storyteller."—Chicago Tribune"A world-class mystery writer...I try to put Woodss books down and I cant."—Houston Chronicle "Mr. Woods, like his characters, has an appealing way of making things nice and clear."—The New York Times"Woods certainly knows how to keep the pages turning."—Booklist"Since 1981, readers have not been able to get their fill of Stuart Woods New York Times bestselling novels of suspense."—Orlando Sentinel"Woodss Stone Barrington is a guilty pleasure...hes also an addiction thats harder to kick than heroin."—Contra Costa Times (California) Long Description Beth and Anna are in complete despair.Theyd planned to spend their fifteenth year transforming themselves from mediocre mates to gorgeous goddesses. But when they notice that their sixteenth birthdays are rapidly approaching, they realize that theyre running a bit behind schedule.So the girls make a list of the ten things they think they need to do to be more popular and beautiful. But from homemade hair extensions to bad fake tans, its just one catastrophe after another. And to make matters worse, it seems like the two hottest guys in school are always watching!!Not only are they far from being the sixteen-year-old goddesses they set out to become, but it looks like love is off the agenda too.Or is it... Review Quote Stuart Woods is "a no-nonsense, slam-bang storyteller." Excerpt from Book One ELAINES, LATE. STONE BARRINGTON AND DINO BACCHETTI sat at table number four, looking grim. Elaine joined them. "So, whats happening here? You two look like youre going to start shooting any minute." "Im getting married," Stone said. "Congratulate me." "Congratulations," Elaine said. "Anybody you know?" "Hilarious," Stone said. "It would be, if it werent so insane," Dino added. "You and Dolce are really going to do this?" Elaine asked, incredulous. "Now dont you start," Stone growled. "He wont listen to me," Dino said. "Ive been telling him for a year to stay away from her." "Whatve you got against your sister-in-law?" Elaine asked him. "First of all, shes my sister-in-law," Dino replied. "Second, shes evil. Her old man is the devil, and Dolce is his handmaiden." "Dont start that again, Dino," Stone said. "I dont want to hear it anymore. Were in love, were getting married, and thats it. Whats wrong with that?" Elaine shrugged. "Youre still in love with Arrington," she said. "Everybody knows that." "What do you mean, everybody?" Stone demanded. "Me and Dino," Elaine replied. "Right," Dino chimed in. "Shes married; she has a child," Stone said. "So?" Elaine queried. "So, shes married to a movie star; nobody ever took a girl away from a movie star? Happens all the time." "Im not breaking up anybodys marriage," Stone said, "and Arrington knows it. Ive told her so. Anyway, theres the boy." "Wouldnt be the first kid raised by a stepfather," Elaine said. "I think its Stones kid, anyway," Dino said. "Dino, I told you, the blood test was done; I saw the lab report. The boy is Vance Calders, and thats all there is to it. Im not taking a kid away from his father. Besides, I like Vance." "Whats not to like?" Elaine asked. "Hes handsome; hes the biggest star in Hollywood; hes the most charming man I ever met." She sipped her drink. "Present company included," she added. "Thanks," Stone said. "I needed that." "So, whens the happy day?" Elaine asked. "You going to be a June bride?" "Monday," Stone replied. "In Venice." "This is Thursday," Elaine pointed out. "What the hell are you doing here?" "Were leaving tonight," Stone said. "I got news for you. Its after midnight, all the flights have departed." "Were taking a private jet, belongs to some friend of Eduardo." "Not bad," Elaine said, looking impressed. "That way, you get to your hotel late enough tomorrow, so you dont have to wait for the people in your room to check out." "Eduardo has a palazzo," Dino said. "Were being forced to stay there." "Youre going, too?" Elaine asked, incredulous again. "Hes my best man," Stone said glumly. "If I dont go, my wife will divorce me," Dino said. "Shes Italian," Elaine pointed out. "She wont divorce you." "The Bianchi family has found a way around that," Dino said. "Remember how Dolce got divorced?" "I didnt know she was married," Elaine said. "A youthful indiscretion. She married a capo in the Bonnano family when she was nineteen. It lasted less than three weeks, until she caught him in her bed with her maid of honor." "So she got a divorce?" "Not for some years. When it was inconvenient for her to still be married, the guy turned up in New York dead. Took two in the back of the head, a classic hit." "Let me get this straight," Elaine said, turning toward Stone. "The girl youre marrying on Monday in Venice had her ex popped?" "Of course not," Stone said hotly. "Thats Dinos theory. In the guys line of work, it was an occupational hazard. Anybody could have had it done." "Yeah, sure," Dino said. "Funny, it didnt get done until Dolce decided to throw a bag over Stones head and lead him to the altar." Stone glanced at his watch. "Dolce and Mary Ann are going to be here any minute. I want you to decide what youre going to do, Dino; are you going to stand up for me, or not? And if you are, I dont want to hear another word about Eduardo and his connections. You married into the family, too, remember?" "Yeah, with a bun in the oven and a gun to my head. If I hadnt married her, Id be at the bottom of Sheepshead Bay right now, with a concrete block up my ass." "You love that girl, Dino," Elaine said, "and the boy, too. You know goddamned well you do." Dino looked into his drink and said nothing. "Make up your mind, Dino," Stone said. He looked up to see Dolce and Mary Ann walk into the restaurant. "Theyre here." He stood up to greet them. "All right, all right," Dino said. "I guess I cant let you go over there by yourself." Stone kissed the gorgeous Dolce. She was wearing a cashmere track suit and a huge smile. "Everybody ready?" she asked. "The cars at the curb, all the bags are in the trunk." "Everybodys ready," Stone said, shooting a warning glance at Dino. Elaine stood up and kissed everybody. "Mazel tov," she said. "Send me a postcard." "Come with us," Stone said. "Theres room." "And whod mind the store?" she asked. "Youve got plenty of help here." "Theyd steal me blind. Go on, get going; send me a postcard from Venice." "You bet," Stone said, hugging her. The foursome left the restaurant. At the curb a spectacular car was waiting. "What is this?" Stone asked, running a finger along the glossy paintwork. "Its a Mercedes Maybach," Dolce replied. "The first one in the country. Papa knows somebody in Stuttgart." "Papa knows somebody everywhere," Dino muttered, collecting a sharp elbow in the ribs from Mary Ann. They piled into the spacious rear seats, facing each other, Pullman style. "Not bad," Dino admitted, looking around. "I dont suppose theres a phone? Ive gotta check in with the cop shop." Dino ran the detective squad at the nineteenth precinct. "Oh, leave it, Dino," Stone said. "They can get along without you for a week." Dolce handed Dino a phone, and he began dialing. "Did you pack all my stuff?" Dino asked Mary Ann. "Everythings in the trunk," she replied. "I ironed your boxer shorts, too." She winked at Dolce. "They love it when you iron their underwear." "Ill remember that," Dolce laughed. "Gladys," Dino said into the phone, "Im off. Youve got the number in Venice if anything really important comes up, otherwise I dont want to know, got that? Good. Take care." He hung up. "Okay, Im cut loose," he said to the others. "What kind of jet we going in, Dolce? I hate those little ones; this better be a G-Four or better." "Wait and see," Dolce said smugly. They drove onto the tarmac at Atlantic Aviation at Teterboro Airport, across the Hudson in New Jersey, and up to an airplane that dwarfed everything on the ramp. "Holy shit!" Dino said as they got out of the limousine. "What the fuck is this?" "Its a BBJ," Dolce replied, grabbing her jewelry box and cosmetics case from the backseat. The others took their hand luggage from the trunk. "Sounds like a sandwich." "A Boeing Business Jet, the biggest thing in the corporate skies." Hank Esposito, who ran Atlantic Aviation, was at the airplanes stair door to greet them. "Youre fueled for maximum range," he said. "You could make it to Tokyo, if you wanted." "Not a bad idea," Dino said, boarding the airplane. "Dino . . ." Stone warned. Esposito helped the chauffeur stow the luggage into a forward area of the interior. The party stepped into a cabin that looked like the living room of a New York City town house. Stone was flabbergasted. "Wheres the fireplace and the grand piano?" he asked. An Armani-clad stewardess took their hand luggage and showed them through the airplane. Besides the big cabin, there was a conference room and, behind that, two sleeping cabins, each with its own bathroom. Dino shook his head. "The wages of sin," he said under his breath, avoiding Stones glance. As if from a great distance, there was the sound of jet engines revving, and almost imperceptibly, the big airplane began to move. Two SOMEWHERE OVER THE ATLANTIC, STONE STIRRED IN his sleep and turned over, bringing his chest against Dolces naked back. He reached over her and cupped a breast in his hand, resting his cheek on the back of her neck. With thumb and forefinger, he lightly caressed the nipple. At that moment, a chime sounded and the soft voice of the stewardess spoke. "Ms. Bianchi, were two hours from our destination. If you and your party would like breakfast, it will be ready in half an hour." "I think were going to be late for breakfast," Stone breathed into Dolces ear. She turned over, put her feet on the floor, and stood up. "No, were not," she said. "You mean youre spurning your intended?" "I mean Ive decided to be a virgin until were married." "Isnt it a little late for that?" "I can start over whenever I like," she said, "and Ive just started over." Shortly, they joined Dino and Mary Ann at the breakfast table. Scrambled eggs and smoked Italian bacon were set before them. "That was the best nights sleep Ive ever had on an airplane," Dino admitted. "We didnt sleep all that much," Mary Ann rejoined, poking him in the ribs. Stone indicated the large moving map at the front of the cabin. "Were just crossing the Portuguese coast," he said. "Nice tailwind; were doing over six hundred miles an hour." The moving map dissolved, and CNN International appeared on Details ISBN0451204115 Author Stuart Woods Short Title LA DEAD Language English ISBN-10 0451204115 ISBN-13 9780451204110 Media Book DEWEY FIC Year 2001 Residence NY, US DOI 10.1604/9780451204110 Series Number 6 Country of Publication United States AU Release Date 2001-09-01 NZ Release Date 2001-09-01 US Release Date 2001-09-01 UK Release Date 2001-09-01 Pages 464 Publisher Penguin Putnam Inc Series A Stone Barrington Novel Format Paperback Publication Date 2001-09-01 Imprint G P Putnams Sons Audience General We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. With fast shipping, low prices, friendly service and well over a million items - you're bound to find what you want, at a price you'll love! TheNile_Item_ID:7477950;

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