Death of a Blue Movie Star by Jeffery Deaver (English) Paperback Book

Description: Death of a Blue Movie Star by Jeffery Deaver The explosion of the Velvet Venus Theater, an X-rated movie house, makes twenty-one-year-old Rune determined to create a documentary on adult films, but she soon discovers that she is also tracking a killer. FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Publisher Description From the bestselling author of the Bone Collector novels, soon to be an NBC seriesTwenty-one-year-old Rune is an aspiring filmmaker, but so far her only break has been scoring a job as an underpaid production assistant in Manhattan. Still, shes always on the lookout for the perfect topic for her own film—and she thinks shes found it when she witnesses the bombing of a triple-X movie theater in Times Square. Runes got a great hook for her documentary: She plans to film it through the eyes of Shelly Lowe, the porn star whose movie was playing at the theater when it exploded. But just hours after Rune films a poignant Shelly reflecting on her dreams of becoming a serious actress, a second bomb silences the beautiful film star forever. Was Shelly in the wrong place at the wrong time—or was she the bombers target all along? Rune vows to find out the truth behind the death of this blue movie star. But as she struggles to finish shooting her film, Runes labor of love may be her final masterpiece—as a shooting of a more lethal kind threatens to write an ending to this story that no one wants to see. . . . Author Biography Jeffery Deaver is the #1 international bestselling author of more than thirty-five novels, three collections of short stories, and a nonfiction law book. His books are sold in 150 countries and translated into 25 languages. His first novel featuring Lincoln Rhyme, The Bone Collector, was made into a major motion picture starring Denzel Washington and Angelina Jolie. Hes received or been shortlisted for a number of awards around the world, including Novel of the Year by the International Thriller Writers and the Steel Dagger from the Crime Writers Association in the United Kingdom. In 2014, he was the recipient of three lifetime achievement awards. A former journalist, folksinger, and attorney, he was born outside of Chicago and has a bachelor of journalism degree from the University of Missouri and a law degree from Fordham University. Review "The author creates a great sense of atmosphere, enhanced with vivid imagery and well-defined characters."-- Rendezvous"Highly original and very entertaining."-- Alfred Hitchcock Mystery MagazineDont miss Jeffery Deavers other gripping novels featuring his unforgettable heroine Rune"[Rune] is a breath of fresh air!"-- BooklistManhattan Is My Beat"Highly original and very entertaining."-- Alfred Hitchcock Mystery Magazineand look for:The Lesson Of Her DeathMistress Of JusticeAvailable from Bantam Books And the third Rune mystery:Hard News"Peerless entertainment."-- Kirkus ReviewsComing soon from Bantam Books! Review Quote "The author creates a great sense of atmosphere, enhanced with vivid imagery and well-defined characters." -- Rendezvous "Highly original and very entertaining." -- Alfred Hitchcock Mystery Magazine Dont miss Jeffery Deavers other gripping novels featuring his unforgettable heroine Rune "[Rune] is a breath of fresh air!" -- Booklist Manhattan Is My Beat "Highly original and very entertaining." -- Alfred Hitchcock Mystery Magazine and look for: The Lesson Of Her Death Mistress Of Justice Available from Bantam Books And the third Rune mystery: Hard News "Peerless entertainment." -- Kirkus Reviews Coming soon from Bantam Books! Excerpt from Book Rune had walked past the movie theater and was three blocks away when the bomb went off. No way was it construction-site dynamite--she knew That from living for several years in urban-renewing Manhattan. The noise was way loud--a huge, painful bang like a falling boiler. The turbulent black smoke and distant screams left no doubt. Then sirens, shouts, running crowds. She looked but couldnt see much from where she stood. Rune started toward it but then stopped, glanced at a watch--of the three on her wrist, it was the only one that worked. She was already late getting back to the studio--was due a half hour ago. Thinking: Hell, if Im going to get yelled at anyway why not come back with a good story to take the sting out of it. Yes, no? Go for it. She walked south to see the carnage. The blast itself wasnt all that big. It didnt crater the floor and the only windows it took out were the theaters and the plate glass in the bar one address up. No, it was the fire was the nasty part. Wads of flaming upholstery had apparently arced like those tracer bullets in war movies and had ignited wallpaper and carpeting and patrons hair and all the recesses of the theater the ownerd probably been meaning to get up to code for ten years but just hadnt. By the time Rune got there the flames had done their job and the Velvet Venus Theater (XXX Only, The Best Projection In Town) was no more. Eighth Avenue was in chaos, closed off completely between Forty-second and Forty-sixth Streets. Diminutive Rune, thin and just over five feet, easily worked her way to the front of the spectators. The homeless people and hookers and three-card monte players and kids were having a great time watching the slick choreography of the men and women from the dozen or so fire trucks on the scene. When the roof of the theater went and sparks cascaded over the street the crowd exhaled approval as if they were watching the Macys fireworks over the East River. The NYFD crews were good and after twenty minutes the fires were "knocked down," as she heard one fireman say, and the dramatic stuff was over. The theater, a bar, a deli and peep show had been destroyed. Then the crowds murmuring disappeared and everyone watched in solemn quiet when the medics brought out the bodies. Or what was left of them. Rune felt her heart slamming as the thick green bags were wheeled or carried past. Even the Emergency Medical Service guys, who she guessed were pretty used to this sort of thing, looked edgy and green at the gills. Their lips were squeezed tight and their eyes were fixed ahead of them. She eased closer to where one of the medics was talking to a fireman. And though the young man tried to sound cool, slinging out the words with a grin, his voice was shaky. "Four dead, but two are mystery stiffs--not even enough left for a dental." She swallowed; nausea and an urge to cry were balanced within her for a moment. The queasiness returned when she realized something else: Three or four tons of smoldering concrete and plaster now rested on the same sidewalk squares where shed been strolling just minutes before. Walking and skipping like a schoolgirl, careful to miss the cracks to save her mothers back, glancing at the movie poster and admiring the long blonde hair of the star of Lusty Cousins. The very spot! A few minutes earlier and . . . "What happened?" Rune asked a pock-faced young woman in a tight red T-shirt. Her voice cracked and she had to repeat the question. "A bomb, a gas line." The woman shrugged. "Maybe propane. I dont know." Rune nodded slowly. The cops were hostile and bored. Authoritative voices droned, "Move along, come on, everybody. Move along." Rune stayed put. "Excuse me, miss." A mans polite voice was speaking to her. Rune turned and saw a cowboy. "Can I get by?" Hed walked out of the burnt-out theater and was heading for a cluster of officers in the middle of the street. He was about six two. Wearing blue jeans, a work shirt and a soldiers vest stiff with plates of armor. Boots. He had thinning hair, swept back, and a mustache. His face was reserved and somber. He wore battered canvas gloves. Rune glanced at his badge, pinned to his thick, stained belt, and stepped aside. He ducked under the yellow police tape and walked into the street. She edged after him. He stopped at a blue-and-white station wagon stenciled with bomb squad and leaned on the hood. Rune, slipping into eavesdropping range, heard: "Whatve we got?" a fat man in a brown suit asked Cowboy. "Plastic, looks like. A half ki." He looked up from under salt-and-pepper brows. "I cant figure it. No I.R.A. targets here. The bar was Greek." He nodded. "And the Syndicate only blows things up after hours. Anyway, their M.O. is, if you want to scare folks, they miss protection payments, you use Tovex from a construction site or maybe a concussion grenade. Something that makes a big noise. But military plastic? Sitting right next to the gas line? I dont get it." "We got something here." A patrolman came up and handed Cowboy a plastic envelope. Inside was a scorched piece of paper. "Were going fishing for latents so if you could be careful, sir." Cowboy nodded and read. Rune tried to get a glimpse of it. Saw careful handwriting. And dark stains. She wondered if they were blood. Cowboy glanced up. "Are you someone?" "My mother thinks so." She tried a fast smile. He didnt respond, studied her critically. Maybe trying to decide if she was a witness. Or the bomber. She decided not to be cute. "I just wondered what it said." "Youre not supposed to be here." "Im a reporter. Im just curious what happened." Brown Suit offered, "Why dont you be curious someplace else." Which ticked her off and she was about to tell him that as a taxpayer--which she wasnt--she paid his salary but just then Brown Suit finished reading the note and tapped Cowboys arm. "Whats this Sword?" Forgetting about Rune, Cowboy said, "Never heard of them but they want credit, they can have it till somebody better shows up." Then he noticed something, stepped forward, away from the station wagon. Brown Suit was looking elsewhere and Rune glanced at the message on the burned paper. Details ISBN055358295X Author Jeffery Deaver Short Title DEATH OF A BLUE MOVIE STAR Pages 336 Language English ISBN-10 055358295X ISBN-13 9780553582956 Media Book DEWEY FIC Year 2000 Publication Date 2000-10-31 Series Rune DOI 10.1604/9780553582956 Series Number 2 Place of Publication New York Country of Publication United States AU Release Date 2000-10-31 NZ Release Date 2000-10-31 US Release Date 2000-10-31 UK Release Date 2000-10-31 Publisher Bantam Doubleday Dell Publishing Group Inc Edition Description Revised edition Format Paperback Imprint Bantam USA 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:8034415;

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