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Title:
Strategic moves
Author:
Woods, Stuart.
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Publication Information:
[New York] : Penguin Audio, [2011]

℗2011
Physical Description:
7 audio discs (8 hr.) : digital ; 4 3/4 in.
Summary:
While enjoying dinner at Elaine's, attorney Stone Barrington is shockec when his boss arrives unannounced and hands him a check worth one million dollars. The money is from Stone's new client, who is connected to Stone's undercover dealing with the British MI6. But just as he accepts the case, he learns that his client might be behind an elaborate Ponzi scheme, the magnitude of which could destroy even Stone's decorated career.
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Unabridged.

Compact disc.

Duration: 8:00:00.
Language:
English
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18 and up.
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9780142428887
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Audiobook on CD

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Unabridged, 7 CDs, 8 hours
Read by Tony Roberts
A new page-turning Stone Barrington novel from the perennially entertaining New York Times bestselling author.

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Summary

While enjoying dinner at Elaine's, attorney Stone Barrington is shocked when his boss arrives unannounced and hands him a check worth one million dollars. The money is from Stone's new client, who is connected to Stone's undercover dealing with the British MI6. But just as he accepts the case, he learns that his client might be behind an elaborate Ponzi scheme, the magnitude of which could destroy even Stone's decorated career.


Author Notes

Stuart Woods was born in Manchester, Georgia on January 9, 1938. He received a B. A in sociology from the University of Georgia in 1959. He worked in the advertising business and eventually wrote two non-fiction books entitled Blue Water, Green Skipper and A Romantic's Guide to the Country Inns of Britain and Ireland. His first novel, Chiefs, was published in 1981. It won an Edgar Award and was made into a TV miniseries starring Charlton Heston. His other works include the Stone Barrington series, the Holly Barker series, the Will Lee series, the Ed Eagle series, the Rick Barron series and the Teddy Fay series. He won France's Prix de Literature Policiere for Imperfect Strangers.

(Bowker Author Biography)


Reviews 2

Booklist Review

In this weak entry in the long-running Stone Barrington series, Stone grapples with both financial and international intrigue. Stone's hapless client Herbie Fisher has married the daughter of a financier who might be guilty of embezzlement. Stone gets involved with Herbie's wife's aunt, but their relationship is cut short when she's shot execution-style in her apartment. Before Stone can delve into the murder investigation, he's tapped by another client to oversee a joint mission with the CIA to retrieve arms dealer Pablo Estancia, who stages a dramatic escape and then turns up in Stone's office requesting his legal counsel. Meandering and slow moving, the story loses all its early steam when it switches gears from the embezzlement-and-murder story line to send Stone on the improbable mission to Iraq, followed by chapter upon chapter of dull negotiations with the CIA. Woods even manages to make the usually appealing Stone unlikable when he advises his client to wait to share crucial information with the intelligence agency. Woods' recent novels have been fast paced and exciting; alas, this is a clunker. HIGH-DEMAND BACKSTORY: Good or bad, each installment in Woods' long-running series is published in mass quantities and snapped right up.--Huntley, Kristine Copyright 2010 Booklist


Publisher's Weekly Review

At the start of Woods's routine 19th novel featuring lawyer and man of action Stone Barrington (after Lucid Intervals), Barrington has a lot to celebrate: he's received a $1 million bonus from Woodman & Weld, the prestigious New York City law firm of which he's "of counsel"; he can expect to make partner in the firm within a year; and he meets a beautiful widow, whom he's soon romancing. A murder close to home and a request from the CIA to help transport a fugitive, Erwin Gelbhardt, from Spain to the U.S., bring him back to earth. Gelbhardt, who becomes Barrington's client, reveals he knows the whereabouts of Osama bin Laden, but as the attorney works to get him the best possible deal from the American government, the bin Laden business goes nowhere. Newcomers may find Barrington an emotionally shallow cipher, while certain details, like the British government in the age of the Internet trying to suppress a story by banning sales of the New York Times, may strike others as less than credible. (Jan.) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.


Excerpts

Excerpts

ONE Elaine's, late. Stone Barrington was uncharacteristically late in meeting his former partner at the NYPD, Lieutenant Dino Bacchetti, for dinner, and Dino was not alone at the table. Dino ran the detective bureau at the 19th Precinct. Stone's other dinner partner, Bill Eggers, managing partner at the prestigious law firm of Woodman & Weld, pretty much ran Stone, who, working from his home office in Turtle Bay, handled cases and clients of Woodman & Weld that they did not wish to be seen to handle. "You're late," Eggers said. "I'm late for dinner with Dino," Stone said, "but since I didn't have a date with you, I prefer to think of myself as right on time for our meeting." Eggers managed a chuckle. "Fair enough," he said. "I'm buying tonight." "For me, too?" Dino asked. "For you, too, Dino," Eggers replied. A waiter set a Knob Creek on the rocks before Stone; the other two men already had glasses of brown whiskey before them. Stone raised his glass, but Eggers put a hand on his arm. "No, I'll do the toasting tonight," he said, raising his own glass. "To Stone Barrington, who has earned more than a night out on my expense account." "Hear, hear," Dino said. "I'll drink to that," Stone offered, raising his glass and taking a pull from it. "Is there an occasion, Bill, or are you just feeling magnanimous?" "A little of both," Eggers said, taking an envelope from his pocket and handing it to Stone. Stone saw, through a window in the envelope, his name, which indicated to him that it might be printed on a check. "Bill, have you taken to personally delivering payment of my bills to the firm?" "Open it," Eggers said. Stone lifted the flap and pulled open the envelope far enough to see the amount of the check, which was one million dollars. His mouth worked, but no sound came out. "Don't bother to thank me," Eggers said. "After all, you earned it, and may I say that this is the first annual bonus the firm has ever paid to an attorney who is 'of counsel'?" Stone recovered his voice. "Why, thank you, Bill, and please thank anyone else at the firm who had anything whatever to do with this." "This event is occurring because you were substantially responsible for bringing in Strategic Services as a new client, and they have turned out to be a very good client indeed. The death of Jim Hackett has increased their need for your counsel and ours." Jim Hackett had been the founder and sole owner of the firm, which served many corporations around the world in security matters of all sorts. He had been shot to death while in Stone's company, on an island in Maine, by a sniper employed by two senior members of the British cabinet who believed Hackett to be someone else. "Thank you again," Stone said. "I want you to know--and I realize I'm saying this in front of a witness--that if the growth of the Strategic Services account continues as I believe it will, then by this time next year I may very well be recommending you for a partnership at Woodman & Weld," Eggers said. Stone was once more dumbstruck. That this might happen had never, in his years of service to the firm, entered Stone's mind. Furthermore, he knew that a partnership in Woodman & Weld would bring an annual income that would be a considerable multiple of the check in the envelope he held. Stone had always been an outsider at the firm, only occasionally visiting its offices and listed as "Of Counsel" only at the bottom of its letterhead. "I will take your silence as evidence of shock," Eggers said. Stone nodded vigorously and downed half his drink while signaling for another. "Make it three," Eggers said to the waiter, "and let me see the list of special wines." Stone had seen the list of special wines, but he had never once ordered from it, because the wines started at $500 a bottle. "Well," Dino said, raising his glass again, "I'm happy I could be here on this special occasion." "Dino," Eggers said, "you've done Stone many favors on our behalf over the years, so I'm happy you could be here, too." "Feel free to add me to the bonus list," Dino said wryly. "Only should you die in our service," Eggers said pleasantly. "I figured," Dino replied. Eggers opened the wine list, glanced at it, then closed it. "Order something that will go well with a Château Pétrus 1975," he said, opening his menu. Stone turned to the waiter, who was braced beside the table, holding his pad and pencil ready. "I want one of Barry's secret steaks, medium rare," Stone said, "and I'll start with the French green bean salad, hold the peppers, use truffle oil." "Same here, rare," Dino said. "Make it three," Eggers echoed, "and mine medium." The waiter dematerialized. "Tell me," Eggers said to Stone, "have you figured out why Jim Hackett was murdered?" "I've never said this to anyone before," Stone replied, "but I am under the constraint of the British Official Secrets Act and am, therefore, unable to respond to your question." "You're shitting me," Eggers said. "I shit you not," Stone replied. "You will recall that my client, at that time, was an arm of Her Majesty's Government. They made me sign the Act." More specifically, Stone's client had been a lovely redhead, who also happened to be the head of MI6, the foreign arm of British Intelligence. "And," Eggers said, "I perceive that your work for them resulted in the resignation and arrest of the British foreign secretary and the home secretary." "I cannot either confirm or deny your perception," Stone said, "but just between the three of us, I would be very much surprised if those two gentlemen ever came to trial." "I suppose, if that happened, too much embarrassing information would come to light," Eggers said. "That is what I suppose, too," Stone replied, "though no one has said as much to me. The government managed to keep it out of the British newspapers by employing the Official Secrets Act." "It made the New York Times," Eggers said. "All copies of which were banned for sale that day in the UK," Stone said. "I don't think that sort of thing has happened since the abdication of Edward the Eighth." "I'm glad your name was kept out of it," Eggers said. "The firm would not have liked that sort of publicity. Our London office has too many clients who might have been embarrassed by your participation." "I'm glad, too," Stone said. "Believe me." Dinner arrived, and the bottle of Pétrus, which Eggers tasted with some ceremony. "We'll drink it," he said to the waiter, and they did. TWO Stone took the elevator down from the third-floor bedroom of his Turtle Bay town house and walked into his ground-floor offices. He had inherited the house from a great-aunt and had done much of the restoration work himself. He walked down to the office of his secretary, Joan Robertson, and handed her his bonus check. "Get this into the account, please, and send the IRS the taxes." Joan nodded, then looked at the check. "WOW! What is this for?" "It's my year-end bonus," Stone said. "They've never given you a year-end bonus before," Joan pointed out. "I brought them the Strategic Services account," he said. "Eggers liked that. By the way, write yourself a check for ten thousand; I think you're entitled to a year-end bonus, too." "Yes, sir!" Joan said, turning to her computer. "I'm going to a memorial service for Jim Hackett in a little while, so I may not be here when you get back. I'll call you later." "Got it," Joan said. Stone walked back to his office and began reading correspondence. Jim Hackett's memorial service was held at a small Episcopal church on Park Avenue. As he entered, Mike Freeman, Hackett's successor at Strategic Services, beckoned him to a front pew. The priest made some rambling remarks about Hackett, then turned the pulpit over to Mike Freeman, who spoke movingly of his long relationship with Hackett, who had mentored him and had made him number two at the firm. Excerpted from Strategic Moves by Stuart Woods All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.