Dirty Work by Stuart Woods (English) Paperback Book

Description: Dirty Work by Stuart Woods Hired by a New York heiress to prove her husbands infidelity, Stone Barrington goes undercover. But his work turns dirty, leaving the errant husband dead and a mystery woman gone without a trace. FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Publisher Description Stone Barrington gets a taste of New York Citys devious upper crust in this "sleek and engaging"* mystery in the #1 New York Times bestselling series.Hired to prove infidelity in an heiresss marriage, Stone Barrington goes undercover. But the work turns dirty—and catastrophic—when the errant husband is found dead and the other woman disappears without a trace. Now, Stone must clear his own good name and find a killer hiding among the glitterati of New Yorks high society. 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 Dirty Work"Woods writes in a dry, witty style that keeps all his characters on a likable keel."—*Publishers Weekly"A crisp, fleet timekiller: the fashionplate lawyers best outing since Dead in the Water."—Kirkus ReviewsMore 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) Review Quote Praise for Dirty Work "Woods writes in a dry, witty style that keeps all his characters on a likable keel."--* Publishers Weekly "A crisp, fleet timekiller: the fashionplate lawyers best outing since Dead in the Water ."-- Kirkus Reviews More 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) Excerpt from Book 1 Elaines, late. A big night--a couple of directors, a couple of movie stars, half a dozen writers, an assortment of journalists, editors, publicists, cops, wise guys, drunks, hangers-on, women of substance, and some of considerably less substance. And this was just at the tables; the bar was a whole other thing. Stone Barrington pushed his plate away and sat back. Gianni, the waiter, snatched it away. "Was it all right?" Gianni asked. "You see anything left?" Stone asked. Gianni grinned and took the plate to the kitchen. Elaine came over and sat down. "So?" she said. She did not light a cigarette. To Stones continuing astonishment, she had quit, cold turkey. "Not much," Stone replied. "Thats what you always say," Elaine said. "Im not kidding, not much is happening." The front door of the restaurant opened, and Bill Eggers came in. "Now somethings happening," Elaine said. "Eggers never comes in here unless hes looking for you, and he never looks for you unless theres trouble." "You wrong the man," Stone said, waving Eggers over to the table, but he knew she was right. For ordinary work, Bill phoned; for more pressing tasks, he hunted down Stone and usually found him at Elaines. "Good evening, Elaine, Stone," Eggers said. "Your cell phone is off." "It didnt work, did it?" Stone replied. "I gotta be someplace," Elaine said, getting up and walking away. She got as far as the next table. "Drink?" Stone asked. Michael, the headwaiter, materialized beside them. "Johnnie Walker Black, rocks," Eggers said. "I have a feeling Im going to need a Wild Turkey," Stone said to Michael. Michael vanished. "Hows it going?" Eggers asked. "You tell me," Stone said. Eggers shrugged. "If I had to guess," Stone said, "Id say, not so hot." "Oh, its not so bad," Eggers replied. "Then what drags you away from home and hearth, into this den of iniquity?" "You remember that big Irish ex-cop, used to do little chores for you from time to time?" "Teddy? He dropped dead in P. J. Clarkes three months ago." "From what?" "How many things can an Irishman in an Irish bar drop dead of?" Stone asked, rhetorically. "Yeah," Eggers admitted. "And why would I need somebody like Teddy?" Stone asked. "You remember telling me about that thing Teddy used to do with the water pistol?" Eggers asked. "You mean, after he kicked down a door and had his camera ready, how he squirted his naked subjects down low, so theyd grab at themselves and leave their faces open to be photographed in bed with each other?" Eggers chuckled. "Thats the one. I admire that kind of ingenuity." The drinks came, and they both sipped for a long, contemplative moment. "So, youre in need of that kind of ingenuity?" Stone asked at last. "You remember that prenup I tossed you last year?" Eggers asked. Bill Eggers was the managing partner of Woodman & Weld, the very prestigious New York law firm to which Stone was of counsel, which meant he sometimes did the work that Woodman & Weld did not wish to appear to be doing. "Elena Marks?" Stone asked. "The very one." "I remember." Elena Marks was heiress to a department store fortune, and she had married a member in high standing of the No Visible Means of Support Club. "You remember that funny little clause you wrote into her prenup?" "You mean the one about how if Larry got caught with his pants around his ankles in the company of a lady other than Elena, he would forfeit any claim to her assets or income?" Lawrence Fortescue was English--handsome, well educated, and possessed of every social grace, which meant he didnt have a receptacle in which to relieve himself. "The very one," Eggers said. "Has Larry been a bad boy?" Stone asked. "Has been, is, and will continue to be," Eggers replied, sipping his Scotch. "I see," Stone said. "Now that Teddy has gone to his reward, who do you use for that sort of thing?" "Its been quite a while since that sort of thing was required of me," Stone replied edgily. "Dont take that tone with me, young man," Eggers said, raising himself erect in mock dudgeon. "Its work, and somebody has to do it." Stone sighed. "I suppose I could find somebody." Eggers looked at him sharply. "Youre not thinking of doing this yourself, are you? I mean, there are heights involved here, and youre not as young as you used to be." "I am not thinking of doing it myself, but Im certainly in good enough shape to," Stone said. "What kind of heights are we talking about?" "The roof of a six-story town house, shooting through a conveniently located skylight." "There is no such thing as a conveniently located skylight, if youre the one doing the climbing," Stone said. "Youd need someone . . . spry," Eggers said, "and the term hardly applies to the cops and ex-cops you mingle with." At that moment, as if to make Eggerss point, Stones former partner from his NYPD days, Dino Bacchetti, walked through the front door and headed for Stones table. "If you see what I mean," Eggers said. Stone held up a hand, stopping Dino in his tracks, then a finger, turning him toward the bar. "I get your point," Stone said. "Ill see who I can come up with." "You dont have a lot of time," Eggers said. "Its at nine oclock tomorrow night." "Whats at nine oclock tomorrow night?" "The assignation. Larry Fortescue has an appointment with a masseuse who, I understand, routinely massages more than his neck muscles. Elena would like some very clear photographs of that service being performed." "Let me see what I can do," Stone said. Eggers tossed off the remainder of his Scotch and placed a folded sheet of paper on the table. "I knew you would grasp the nettle," he said, standing up. "The address of the building is on the paper. Ill need the prints and negatives by noon the day after tomorrow." "Whats the rush?" "Elena Marks is accustomed to instant gratification." "But not from Larry?" "You are quick, Stone. Nighty-night." He slapped Dino on the back as he passed the bar on his way to the door. Dino came over, licking Scotch off his hand, where Eggers had spilled it. He flopped into a chair. "So what was that about?" he asked, pointing his chin at Eggerss disappearing back. "Dirty work," Stone said. 2 Dino patted the rest of the spilled Scotch off his hand with a cocktail napkin. "Is there any other kind?" "Sure there is, and they give me plenty of it," Stone said defensively. "How dirty?" "Just slightly grubby; I dont have to kill anybody." "And who are you going to get to do it?" "Well, Teddys dead, so I guess Id better call Bob Cantor," Stone said, digging out his cell phone and switching it on. "Bobs your man, as well as your uncle," Dino observed. Stone dialed the number and got a recording. He left a message, then dialed Cantors cell phone. It was answered instantly. "Speak to me!" Cantors voice shouted over a babble of voices and steel-band music. "Its Stone. Where the hell are you?" "Saint Thomas, baby!" Cantor yelled. "Like in the Virgin Islands, Saint Thomas?" "Im not talking about the church." "Bob, I need some help. Are you sober?" "Certainly not! Ive had enough pi Details ISBN0451210158 Author Stuart Woods Edition Description 2003. Corr 2nd Language English ISBN-10 0451210158 ISBN-13 9780451210159 Media Book DEWEY FIC Year 2003 Short Title DIRTY WORK Pages 400 Residence NY, US DOI 10.1604/9780451210159 Series Number 9 Country of Publication United States AU Release Date 2003-10-07 NZ Release Date 2003-10-07 US Release Date 2003-10-07 UK Release Date 2003-10-07 Publisher Penguin Putnam Inc Series A Stone Barrington Novel Format Paperback Publication Date 2003-10-07 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:7478690;

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