By Harlan Coben
During this vintage fourth novel from Harlan Coben’s award-winning Myron Bolitar sequence, number 1 big apple occasions bestselling writer Harlan Coben proves back why he's considered one of today’s must-read suspense authors—and why Myron Bolitar is without doubt one of the such a lot singular and attractive heroes in crime fiction. This time the activities agent and someday sleuth probes the secret of a teenager’s disappearance and unearths a family members whose darkest secrets and techniques explode into murder.The boy used to be born and raised at the tony major Line. yet he vanished on Philadelphia’s suggest streets. For Myron Bolitar, his purchaser, golfing big name Linda Coldren, comes first—and that suggests unraveling the secret of her son’s kidnapping.But whilst Myron is going after the lacking boy, he crashes via a crowd of lowlifes, blue bloods, and liars on either side of the social divide. And as Linda’s golf-pro husband without notice makes a run on the U.S. Open championship, the family’s skeletons burst out of the closet. Myron is ready to determine simply how lethal this video game can get.In an creative mystery that crackles with wit and suspense, whose characters all yet bounce alive from the web page, Harlan Coben engages the brain with twisting mysteries at the same time he makes the guts race.
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He’s not in any trouble,” Myron said. ” The smile did not falter or sway. “I’m sorry, sir, but this is the Court Manor Inn. Our clientele use our services for a variety of activities and often crave anonymity. ” Myron studied the man’s face, searching for some signal that this was a put-on. Nothing. His whole persona glowed like a performer in an Up with People halftime show. Myron leaned over the desk and checked out the shoes. Polished like twin mirrors. The hair was slicked back. The sparkle in the eye looked real.
Coldren stood a little taller, tucked in his shirt. He was what some would call boyishly and disarmingly handsome. His face was big and unthreatening with cottony, malleable features. “don’t sugarcoat anything for me,” he said. ” Jack shot a quick glance at Diane Hoffman. She moved slightly. Might have been a nod. He turned back to Myron. ” The longer flyaway hairs got caught up in a cross-breeze and fell down into his eyes. He pushed them away with his fingers. Something came across his face.
The cement walls had that unfinished, swirling look that could cut your hand if you leaned against it wrong. Small chunks of concrete lay on the ground. An unplugged Pepsi machine guarded the door like one of the Queen’s guards. Myron passed it and entered. he’d expected to find the standard no-tell lobby interior—that is, an unshaven Neanderthal in a sleeveless, too-short undershirt chewing on a toothpick while sitting behind bullet-proof glass burping up a beer. Or something like that. But that was not the case.
Back Spin (Myron Bolitar Mysteries, Book 4) by Harlan Coben