Dishonorable Intentions
A Stone Barrington Novel
(Sprache: Englisch)
In this electrifying new adventure, Stone Barrington's latest lady friend is full of surprises. She also has some unfinished business with a temperamental man who believes Stone is an obstacle in the way of his goals. In a cat-and-mouse game that trails...
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In this electrifying new adventure, Stone Barrington's latest lady friend is full of surprises. She also has some unfinished business with a temperamental man who believes Stone is an obstacle in the way of his goals. In a cat-and-mouse game that trails from sun-drenched Bel-Air to a peaceful European estate and the wild New Mexican desert, the two remain one step ahead of their opponent.
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Stone Barrington gains an adversary that he can t seem to shake in this electrifying adventure in the #1 New York Times bestselling series.Stone Barrington s latest lady friend is full of surprises, both good and ill. A sensual woman with unexpected desires, Stone finds her revelations in the boudoir extremely agreeable. But on the other hand, she also has some unfinished business with a temperamental man who believes Stone is an intolerable obstacle in the way of his goals.
In a cat-and-mouse game that trails from sun-drenched Bel-Air to a peaceful European estate and gorgeous Santa Fe, Stone and his friend remain just one step ahead of their opponent. But their pursuer is not a man who can stand to be thwarted, and tensions are mounting...and may soon reach the boiling point.
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1Stone Barrington spotted the Santa Fe airport ten milesout. Albuquerque Center, November One, Two, Three, Tango Foxtrot has theairport in sight.
N123TF, contactthe tower on 119.5. Good day to you.
Good day. Hetuned into the channel. Santa Fe tower, N123TF nine miles to the north at tenthousand. Request straight in for runway two zero.
N123TF, I haveyou in sight. Cleared for the visual to two zero.
Tango Fox,cleared for the visual. Stone lined up on the runway, reduced power, put inhis first notch of flaps, and dialed in eight thousand feet. The autopilotbegan the descent. Five miles out, he dropped the landing gear, slowing theairplane further, then put in 35 degrees of flaps and let the airplane slow toapproach speed.
At the sound ofthe gear lowering, Bob, Stone s trusty yellow Labrador retriever, left his bedin the passenger compartment, jumped up on a seat, and looked out the window.
At five hundredfeet above ground level, Stone slowed to reference speed of 107 knots, crossedthe runway threshold, and settled smoothly onto the tarmac. As he put in thefinal notch of flaps to dump lift and began to brake, he spotted the AstonMartin parked on the ramp outside Landmark Aviation and the tall blond woman insweater and slacks leaning against it.
He turned off therunway, stopped, and ran his afterlanding checklist, then called the tower andwas cleared to taxi to the ramp. A lineman waved him in next to the AstonMartin, then chocked the nosewheel. Stone pulled the throttles to the shutoffposition and waited for the engines to spool down before turning off the mainswitch, which shut down the instrument panel. He struggled out of his seat,opened the cabin door, grabbed his briefcase, kicked down the folding stairs,and
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allowed Bob to deplane first.
Gala Wilde metthem at the bottom of the steps, planted an enthusiastic kiss on Stone s lips,and scratched Bob s back. Welcome back, she said. We ve got dinner at sevenat the Eagles house. Gala was the sister of Mrs. Ed Eagle, Susannah Wilde.
Stone retrievedhis overnight bag from the forward luggage compartment and tossed it into therear of the Aston Martin along with his briefcase, which used nearly all of theavailable luggage space, then got into the passenger seat and let Bob crowd inbeside him. I m ready for a drink, he said.
Sadly, I don tkeep the stuff in the car, so you ll have to wait another twenty minutes.
I ll try, but Imay get the shakes. Flying always makes me thirsty.
She started theengine, which emitted a pleasing, guttural noise, then waited for the gate toopen. Good flight?
Boringflight the best kind. I read the Times and did the crossword.
Good crossword?
Saturdays arealways a bitch. They re the most fun.
Thank you, Ithink.
Stone laughed. That wasn t a personal reference.
Twenty minuteslater they pulled into the driveway of her house in the village of Tesuque, onthe northern rim of Santa Fe. He grabbed his luggage and followed her to themaster suite, while Bob paused to inspect the grass, then followed. Stonedumped his bags in the master bedroom and followed her into the kitchen sittingroom, where a leather-covered rolling bar held a nest of bottles. Bob settledfor Tesuque well water.<
Gala Wilde metthem at the bottom of the steps, planted an enthusiastic kiss on Stone s lips,and scratched Bob s back. Welcome back, she said. We ve got dinner at sevenat the Eagles house. Gala was the sister of Mrs. Ed Eagle, Susannah Wilde.
Stone retrievedhis overnight bag from the forward luggage compartment and tossed it into therear of the Aston Martin along with his briefcase, which used nearly all of theavailable luggage space, then got into the passenger seat and let Bob crowd inbeside him. I m ready for a drink, he said.
Sadly, I don tkeep the stuff in the car, so you ll have to wait another twenty minutes.
I ll try, but Imay get the shakes. Flying always makes me thirsty.
She started theengine, which emitted a pleasing, guttural noise, then waited for the gate toopen. Good flight?
Boringflight the best kind. I read the Times and did the crossword.
Good crossword?
Saturdays arealways a bitch. They re the most fun.
Thank you, Ithink.
Stone laughed. That wasn t a personal reference.
Twenty minuteslater they pulled into the driveway of her house in the village of Tesuque, onthe northern rim of Santa Fe. He grabbed his luggage and followed her to themaster suite, while Bob paused to inspect the grass, then followed. Stonedumped his bags in the master bedroom and followed her into the kitchen sittingroom, where a leather-covered rolling bar held a nest of bottles. Bob settledfor Tesuque well water.<
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Autoren-Porträt von Stuart Woods
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.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Stuart Woods
- 2017, 352 Seiten, Maße: 10,8 x 19 cm, Taschenbuch, Englisch
- Verlag: Penguin US
- ISBN-10: 0399573925
- ISBN-13: 9780399573927
- Erscheinungsdatum: 14.02.2017
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
Praise for Stuart WoodsStuart Woods is a no-nonsense, slam-bang storyteller. Chicago Tribune
A world-class mystery writer...I try to put Woods s books down and I can t. 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
Woods s Stone Barrington is a guilty pleasure...he s also an addiction that s harder to kick than heroin. Contra Costa Times (California)
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