I bought I am Pilgrim last year. Didn’t read it immediately. Big mistake.
I am totally engrossed, started it yesterday, cannot put it down and would recommend it to anyone who likes espionage type thrillers. 233 more words
Matt was with his car in fifteen minutes and in less than thirty he covered the twenty-five miles to his home. Not the cramped apartment he had rented in Palo Alto to keep his boss, his co-workers and business partners away from his personal life, but the Woodside villa, the only place where he could seclude himself from the world. 477 more words
Here’s the game. Let’s see how long I can go without inserting a photo of Anthony Hopkins.
We can safely assume that anyone not already familiar with “The Silence of the Lambs” is either extremely sheltered or already has a touch of that abnormal psychology this book loves so much. 646 more words
That’s thriller writer Meg Gardiner reading Providence Rag, the latest crime novel in my Edgar Award-winning Mulligan series. I snapped the photo earlier this month at the Thrillerfest conference in Manhattan. 85 more words
The customs officer responded like he heard Pavlov’s bell ringing. He might have let Matt off the hook with a warning or a stern look, maybe a lecture about courtesy and god knows what, but that option went up in smoke when Matt uttered his curse. 526 more words