All or Nothing

( 9 )

Overview

With the flair for sizzling romantic suspense that has made her books international bestsellers, Elizabeth Adler, whose work has been hailed by critics as "mesmerizing" Internet Bookwatch, "exhilarating" Publishers Weekly, and "sensuous" Kirkus Reviews, is at the top of her form with her latest novel, All or Nothing.

Lithe, leggy attorney and law professor Marla Cwitowitz is dying for some excitement in her life--that is, other than being the girlfriend of Al Giraud, private ...

See more details below
Other sellers (Paperback)
  • All (88) from $1.99   
  • New (7) from $2.90   
  • Used (81) from $1.99   
All or Nothing

Available on NOOK devices and apps  
  • NOOK Devices
  • Samsung Galaxy Tab 4 NOOK
  • NOOK HD/HD+ Tablet
  • NOOK
  • NOOK Color
  • NOOK Tablet
  • Tablet/Phone
  • NOOK for Windows 8 Tablet
  • NOOK for iOS
  • NOOK for Android
  • NOOK Kids for iPad
  • PC/Mac
  • NOOK for Windows 8
  • NOOK for PC
  • NOOK for Mac
  • NOOK for Web

Want a NOOK? Explore Now

NOOK Book (eBook)
$6.99
BN.com price

Overview

With the flair for sizzling romantic suspense that has made her books international bestsellers, Elizabeth Adler, whose work has been hailed by critics as "mesmerizing" Internet Bookwatch, "exhilarating" Publishers Weekly, and "sensuous" Kirkus Reviews, is at the top of her form with her latest novel, All or Nothing.

Lithe, leggy attorney and law professor Marla Cwitowitz is dying for some excitement in her life--that is, other than being the girlfriend of Al Giraud, private detective, sexy soul mate, and all-around best friend. So when she sees the potential for a crime-solving spree, she jumps at the chance to moonlight as a detective. According to the evening news, local real estate agent Laurie Martin is missing and presumed dead. Marla and Al happened to have seen her dining with an attractive man several days before her disappearance. The man is Steve Mallard, loyal husband, doting father, and prime suspect. But Marla senses that something is not quite right. And her intuition has never let her down. Believing that there's more to the story than meets the eye, she takes matters into her own hands, vowing to get to the bottom of what's beginning to look like a very complex case. Al wants Marla to stay out of the way, fearing for her safety. He knows what's involved in detective work, and he's not sure she can hold her own as an investigator. But she won't be warned off this case. Their relationship has never been more fraught with complications--or sexual sizzle. With little warning or preparation, the two find themselves crisscrossing the United States in frantic pursuit of a remorseless criminal in an effort to prove Mallard's innocence. Finally Marla's found the excitement she's been looking for. With her, it's always been all or nothing.

Read More Show Less

Editorial Reviews

Jill M. Smith
A truly wonderful thriller that you won’t be able to put down! This is Ms. Adler’s most exciting book yet! Here’s hoping we see more of the adventures of Al and Marla, as this has the feel of a terrific new franchise.
Romantic Times
Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
Best-selling romantic thriller author Adler (Now or Never; Sooner or Later) trots out a pair of lovebirds on the trail of a serial killer in her 12th novel. Hollywood Hills private investigator Al Giraud hails from New Orleans's wrong side of the tracks; a tough-talking dick, he's as much a lover as a sleuth. Marla Cwitowitz is the gorgeous 30-something lawyer who's crazy about him and, after wheedling Al to give her assistant PI status, becomes his partner both on and off the job. They are a stereotypically mismatched couple: Al asks high-class law professor Marla, "What the hell d'ya see in me? An uneducated bum, an ex-cop, a two-bit P.I.? A lovely woman like you?" But Marla adores his street smarts, dinner conversation, and lovemaking skills, and she's thrilled at the thought of working with her man investigating murders. The trouble begins when a real estate agent, California golden girl Laurie Martin, disappears. Burly detective Lionel Bulworth and his brazen assistant Pamela "Pow!" Powers believe Laurie's client Steve Mallard--whose job is forcing him to relocate his Los Angeles-based family to San Diego--is the guilty party. None too coincidentally, Al and Marla happened to notice Laurie and Steve together before the alleged murder. As far as they could tell, Laurie and Steve were not romantically involved, which does away with the cops' theory that Steve killed Laurie in a jealous rage. Steve's wife, the level-headed Vicki, hires Al and Marla to prove her husband's guilt or innocence. Inevitably, they tangle with the killer, and everyone's melodramatic gamble is the inspiration for the title clich . Occasionally evocative imagery counteracts irritating and incessant brand name-dropping and superficial characterizations. (Dec.) Copyright 1999 Cahners Business Information.
Read More Show Less

Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780440234968
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 9/28/2000
  • Pages: 368
  • Sales rank: 645,310
  • Product dimensions: 4.17 (w) x 6.89 (h) x 0.96 (d)

Meet the Author

Elizabeth Adler is the internationally acclaimed bestselling author of many previous novels. She lives with her family in California.
Read More Show Less

Read an Excerpt

Al Giraud, Private Investigator, was sitting in the bar of the Ritz-Carlton, Laguna Niguel, eating miniature pretzels and drinking a Samuel Adams dark ale, contemplating life and the fact that he couldn't have a cigarette while waiting for the always late woman in his life.

It had been nine months since he had last smoked. Enough time to give birth to a pack of Camels, he thought, resignedly crunching down another pretzel. That was Marla for you. How come he'd let this woman have so much influence on his life? He glanced down at his old, faded jeans, short-sleeved plaid shirt, scuffed boots and the ancient snakeskin belt with the rearing mustang silver buckle, bought decades ago in his hometown of New Orleans. Then he grinned. At least she hadn't yet managed to change his style.

Al had become a P.I. the hard way. The easier way would have been to become a criminal.

He was raised by his mother in one of the poorer parts of town, along with her five other boys. Somehow she managed to keep them out of trouble, though later he wondered how. It would have been easy for him to drift over to the other side into a criminal way of life. "The easy life," his friends called it temptingly. He'd had a few scrapes with the law, hung in there, though, and finished high school, got a job immediately to help with the family's finances. Then one of his brothers was killed in a drive-by shooting. Al's sorrow and rage was such he wanted to go right out and kill the guy who'd done it, he wanted revenge so bad it hurt. His mom talked him out of it. "Two wrongs don't make anything right, son," she had told him through her tears. "Just get out there and try to do some good."

The only way Al could figure out how to do good was either to become a minister or a cop. He was definitely more suited for the cop role. He was street-smart, athletic, ambitious and angry, with knee-jerk responses. He made his way up through the ranks to homicide detective, married, divorced.

The day came when Al had finally had enough of the cop's life: the hours, the harshness, constantly seeing the seedy side with its tragedies and traumas. He took early retirement, packed his meager possessions in a small duffel bag, kissed his beloved mother good-bye, threw a raucous farewell party for his three remaining brothers and their wives and departed for L.A. "The land of opportunity."

He had set himself up in a second-floor office on Sunset, with a glass door embossed with his name in gold and the words private investigator--with all work confidential in small print underneath. Purple bougainvillea trailed over the balcony, the busy traffic zoomed by on Sunset along with a constant parade of folk: smart businessmen, transients, hookers, record execs, dudes and gorgeous California girls. Enough to keep his mind off work, certainly.

He made contacts in the LAPD, in the District Attorney's Office, in a couple of the legal firms, and work began to trickle his way. Divorces, fraud, embezzlement. Women who wanted to know what theirhusbands were up to. And men who wanted to know if they were being followed, and who was trying to kill them. Then he hit the big time with the case of a prominent man accused of attempting to murder his wife. Al was able to prove that the timing was impossible and the guy got off. Suddenly, he found himself in demand.

The work was risky, often dangerous, but he was from the streets, he'd mingled with guys like this since he was a kid. Until his brother's murder he had called them his "friends." Now he was definitely on the side of right.

Al worked hard for his clients. Some were guilty, some not: he just did his job and presented the evidence.

He lived alone in a small house in the Hollywood Hills--that is when he wasn't in situ at her Wilshire Boulevard apartment with his lady love, Marla Cwitowitz--blond, thirties, stylish, sexy, good-looking and, although she looked like a movie actress, a professor of law at Pepperdine.

They had met at a grand Hollywood party given to celebrate the not guilty verdict in the trial of a prominent actor accused of strangling his ex-girlfriend. Al had traced the actor's past as well as the girlfriend's. Just to be sure. Dogged as Sherlock Holmes, he had visited their hometowns, gotten the scoop on them, found a stepfather accused of abusing the woman as a child. He had also found evidence that the stepfather was in L.A. the night of the killing--and witnesses who said that he was insanely jealous.

The defense took over from there and made mincemeat of the prosecution, casting full doubt on the stepfather. There was no way a jury could convict the actor with such testimony.

Al was by way of being the star of this party. For the occasion he wore a jacket along with his frayed jeans and plaid shirt, but he was uncomfortable in the marble halls of Hollywood filmdom.

He was standing by the window looking out at the floodlit fountains and elaborate terraced gardens, nursing his second good whiskey and wondering how soon he could leave when a velvety voice from behind him said, "Hello, Al Giraud."

He turned and looked at one of the loveliest women he had ever seen.

"I've been waiting to be introduced, but no luck, so I'm introducing myself. Marla Cwitowitz. Professor of law at Pepperdine, ex-DA--and a great admirer of yours."

She was wearing red. Short, strappy, low-cut and sexy--and if he wasn't mistaken, expensive. Her golden-blond hair tipped her shoulder blades, flipping up gently as she put her head on one side, looking at him with laughing gray-green eyes. And her mouth was amazing, full with a cushiony underlip.

"So? Do I pass muster?"

He realized he was staring. "Excuse me, you took me by surprise." He held out his hand and she took it in both of hers.

"As you did me," she murmured.

They had gotten along famously from that moment--when they weren't fighting that is, and when she wasn't bugging him about becoming his partner. The idea of Marla as a detective was laughable. No one would ever take her seriously. She was too gorgeous--and from the other side of the tracks. A wealthy family, top schools, clever. Definitely not from the streets. Except she had been a DA for a couple of years, and you didn't do that in L.A. without seeing life at its rawest. Still, Al wanted to keep her away from all that.

"What the hell d'ya see in me? An uneducated bum, an ex-cop, a two-bit P.I.? A lovely woman like you?" he had asked her, the first time he made love to her.

Marla sighed, looking thoughtfully at him. Al Giraud's face was all angles and planes: razor-sharp cheekbones, beetling black brows over deep-set piercing blue eyes, a pugnacious jaw. He looked like a cartoon detective. Put a fedora on him and a necktie--he was Dick Tracy. In the plaid shirt and jeans, he should be propping up a cheap bar. In a suit, he could be running for office.

Read More Show Less

Customer Reviews

Average Rating 3.5
( 9 )
Rating Distribution

5 Star

(2)

4 Star

(5)

3 Star

(0)

2 Star

(0)

1 Star

(2)

Your Rating:

Your Name: Create a Pen Name or

Barnes & Noble.com Review Rules

Our reader reviews allow you to share your comments on titles you liked, or didn't, with others. By submitting an online review, you are representing to Barnes & Noble.com that all information contained in your review is original and accurate in all respects, and that the submission of such content by you and the posting of such content by Barnes & Noble.com does not and will not violate the rights of any third party. Please follow the rules below to help ensure that your review can be posted.

Reviews by Our Customers Under the Age of 13

We highly value and respect everyone's opinion concerning the titles we offer. However, we cannot allow persons under the age of 13 to have accounts at BN.com or to post customer reviews. Please see our Terms of Use for more details.

What to exclude from your review:

Please do not write about reviews, commentary, or information posted on the product page. If you see any errors in the information on the product page, please send us an email.

Reviews should not contain any of the following:

  • - HTML tags, profanity, obscenities, vulgarities, or comments that defame anyone
  • - Time-sensitive information such as tour dates, signings, lectures, etc.
  • - Single-word reviews. Other people will read your review to discover why you liked or didn't like the title. Be descriptive.
  • - Comments focusing on the author or that may ruin the ending for others
  • - Phone numbers, addresses, URLs
  • - Pricing and availability information or alternative ordering information
  • - Advertisements or commercial solicitation

Reminder:

  • - By submitting a review, you grant to Barnes & Noble.com and its sublicensees the royalty-free, perpetual, irrevocable right and license to use the review in accordance with the Barnes & Noble.com Terms of Use.
  • - Barnes & Noble.com reserves the right not to post any review -- particularly those that do not follow the terms and conditions of these Rules. Barnes & Noble.com also reserves the right to remove any review at any time without notice.
  • - See Terms of Use for other conditions and disclaimers.
Search for Products You'd Like to Recommend

Recommend other products that relate to your review. Just search for them below and share!

Create a Pen Name

Your Pen Name is your unique identity on BN.com. It will appear on the reviews you write and other website activities. Your Pen Name cannot be edited, changed or deleted once submitted.

 
Your Pen Name can be any combination of alphanumeric characters (plus - and _), and must be at least two characters long.

Continue Anonymously
Sort by: Showing 1 – 11 of 9 Customer Reviews
  • Anonymous

    Posted October 21, 2000

    Well, *I* loved it!

    Laurie Martin, a lovely real estate agent in Laguna, California, had disappeared. Police suspected the man she was supposed to show a house to, Steve Mallard. Steve was a family man. His wife and two daughters were waiting for Steve to find an affordable home (he had a new job and was relocating) before they joined him. <BR><BR> Al Giraud was an ex-cop turned private eye. He had a good reputation and had great connections. Marla Cwitowitz was an attorney trying to turn private eye. She teamed up with Giraud (as partner AND as girlfriend). The two had seen Laurie and Steve together on more than one occasion. It looked like a simple open and shut crime case. But when Steve's wife hired them to prove her husband was innocent, some digging turned up many surprises! And those surprises may cost several people their lives! <BR><BR> *** Elizabeth Adler has written a thrilling mystery piece that will keep her readers guessing! An amazing writer at the prime of her career! Good reading here! ***

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Anonymous

    Posted July 26, 2013

    Loved the mystery and the characters.

    Loved the mystery and the characters.

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Anonymous

    Posted September 26, 2001

    An Avid Reader

    Along the same lines as 'Sooner or Later' and 'Now or Never' it's a romance within a mystery. Not the same genre at all as 'Fortune is a Woman' etc... but carries merit all on its own. It keeps you guessing and isn't that what we want in a book?

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Anonymous

    Posted June 23, 2001

    Definitely an ALL or NOTHING...

    Plot is good if a bit atypical and the characters are well developed. It is an ALL or NOTHING story because you will find yourself having to finish the book.

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Anonymous

    Posted January 15, 2001

    All or Nothing

    This is definitely not one of Elizabeth Adler's better writings. After reading Fortune is a Woman, The Rich Shall Inherit, and Leone, I was disappointed in All of Nothing.

    Was this review helpful? Yes  No   Report this review
  • Anonymous

    Posted January 23, 2010

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted December 28, 2012

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted February 13, 2012

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted September 9, 2011

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted January 11, 2010

    No text was provided for this review.

  • Anonymous

    Posted April 24, 2011

    No text was provided for this review.

Sort by: Showing 1 – 11 of 9 Customer Reviews

If you find inappropriate content, please report it to Barnes & Noble
Why is this product inappropriate?
Comments (optional)