Deception (Alex Delaware Series #25) [NOOK Book]


BONUS: This edition contains an excerpt from Jonathan Kellerman's Victims.

Her name is Elise Freeman, and her chilling cry for help comes too late to save her. On a DVD found near her lifeless body, the emotionally and physically battered woman chronicles a long ordeal of abuse at the hands of three sadistic tormentors. But even more shocking is the revelation that the offenders, like their victim, are teachers at one of L.A.’s most prestigious prep schools. Homicide detective ...

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BONUS: This edition contains an excerpt from Jonathan Kellerman's Victims.

Her name is Elise Freeman, and her chilling cry for help comes too late to save her. On a DVD found near her lifeless body, the emotionally and physically battered woman chronicles a long ordeal of abuse at the hands of three sadistic tormentors. But even more shocking is the revelation that the offenders, like their victim, are teachers at one of L.A.’s most prestigious prep schools. Homicide detective Milo Sturgis is assigned to probe the hallowed halls of Windsor Prep Academy, and if ever he could use Dr. Alex Delaware’s psychological prowess, it’s now. As the scandal-conscious elite close ranks around Windsor Prep, Alex and Milo push to expose the dirty secrets festering among society’s manor-born. But while searching for predators among the privileged, Alex and Milo may be walking into a highly polished death trap.

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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
Deputy Chief Weinberg assigns LAPD Lt. Milo Sturgis a particularly sensitive murder case at the outset of bestseller Kellerman’s smooth if routine 25th Alex Delaware novel (after Evidence). Elise Freeman, a teacher and tutor at exclusive Windsor Preparatory Academy in Brentwood, is found dead in her Studio City apartment in a bathtub full of dry ice. Despite Elise’s having left a DVD accusing three fellow teachers at the academy of repeated sexual harassment, Weinberg wants (for personal reasons) the investigation to involve the school as little as possible. As usual, psychologist Alex Delaware takes an active role in the investigation, which finds the victim had lots to hide. A boyfriend, students, teachers, and administrators are all anxious to keep those secrets hidden—and at least one of them is willing to kill again. Milo and Alex form an odd but effective duo as they trade banter and insights while sorting out the lies and deceptions. (Apr.)
From the Publisher
“Kellerman doesn’t just write psychological thrillers—he owns the genre.”—Detroit Free Press

“Jonathan Kellerman’s novels are an obsession; once started it is hard to quit.”—Orlando Sentinel

“Entertaining . . . Kellerman masterfully keeps readers guessing.”—Fredericksburg Free Lance-Star
“The combination of Alex Delaware and Detective Milo Sturgis make for the most original whodunit duo since Watson and Holmes.”—Forbes

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780345519238
  • Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 3/30/2010
  • Series: Alex Delaware Series, #25
  • Sold by: Random House
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 256
  • Sales rank: 13,705
  • File size: 3 MB

Meet the Author

Jonathan Kellerman
Jonathan Kellerman is one of the world's most popular authors. He has brought his expertise as a clinical psychologist to more than thirty bestselling crime novels, including the Alex Delaware series, The Butcher's Theater, Billy Straight, The Conspiracy Club, Twisted,and True Detectives. With his wife, the novelist Faye Kellerman, he co-authored the bestsellers Double Homicide and Capital Crimes. He is the author of numerous essays, short stories, scientific articles, two children's books, and three volumes of psychology, including Savage Spawn: Reflections on Violent Children, as well as the lavishly illustrated With Strings Attached: The Art and Beauty of Vintage Guitars. He has won the Goldwyn, Edgar, and Anthony awards and has been nominated for a Shamus Award.

Jonathan and Faye Kellerman live in California and New Mexico. Their four children include the novelist Jesse Kellerman.

From the Hardcover edition.


"I like to say that as a psychologist I was concerned with the rules of human behavior," Jonathan Kellerman has said. "As a novelist, I'm concerned with the exceptions." Both roles are evident in Kellerman's string of bestselling psychological thrillers, in which he probes the hidden corners of the human psyche with a clinician's expertise and a novelist's dark imagination.

Kellerman worked for years as a child psychologist, but his first love was writing, which he started doing at the age of nine. After reading Ross MacDonald's Lew Archer novels, however, Kellerman found his voice as a writer -- and his calling as a suspense novelist. His first published novel, When the Bough Breaks, featured a child psychologist, Dr. Alex Delaware, who helps solve a murder case in which the only apparent witness is a traumatized seven-year-old girl. The book was an instant hit; as New York's Newsday raved, "[T]his knockout of an entertainment is the kind of book which establishes a career in one stroke."

Kellerman has since written a slew more Alex Delaware thrillers; not surprisingly, the series hero shares much of Kellerman's own background. The books often center on problems of family psychopathology—something Kellerman had ample chance to observe in his day job. The Delaware novels have also chronicled the shifting social and cultural landscape of Los Angeles, where Kellerman lives with his wife (who is also a health care practitioner-turned-novelist) and their four children.

A prolific author who averages one book a year, Kellerman dislikes the suggestion that he simply cranks them out. He has a disciplined work schedule, and sits down to write in his office five days a week, whether he feels "inspired" or not. "I sit down and start typing. I think it's important to deromanticize the process and not to get puffed up about one's abilities," he said in a 1998 chat on Barnes & "Writing fiction's the greatest job in the world, but it's still a job. All the successful novelists I know share two qualities: talent and a good work ethic."

And he does plenty of research, drawing on medical databases and current journals as well as his own experience as a practicing psychologist. Then there are the field trips: before writing Monster, Kellerman spent time at a state hospital for the criminally insane.

Kellerman has taken periodic breaks from his Alex Delaware series to produce highly successful stand-alone novels that he claims have helped him to gain some needed distance from the series characters. It's a testament to Kellerman's storytelling powers that the series books and the stand-alones have both gone over well with readers; clearly, Kellerman's appeal lies more in his dexterity than in his reliance on a formula. "Often mystery writers can either plot like devils or create believable characters," wrote one USA Today reviewer. "Kellerman stands out because he can do both. Masterfully."

Good To Know

Some outtakes from our interview with Jonathan Kellerman:
"I am the proud husband of a brilliant novelist, Faye Kellerman. I am the proud father of a brilliant novelist, Jesse Kellerman. And three lovely, gifted daughters, one of whom, Aliza, may turn out to be one of the greatest novelists/poets of this century. "

"My first job was selling newspapers on a corner, age 12. Then I delivered liquor, age 16 -- the most engaging part of that gig was schlepping cartons of bottles up stairways in building without elevators. Adding insult to injury, tips generally ranged from a dime to a quarter. And, I was too young to sample the wares. Subsequent jobs included guitar teacher, freelance musician, newspaper cartoonist, Sunday School teacher, youth leader, research/teaching assistant. All of that simplified when I was 24 and earned a Ph.D. in psychology. Another great job. Then novelist? Oh, my, an embarrassment of riches. Thank you, thank you, thank you, kind readers. I'm the luckiest guy in the world.

"I paint, I play the guitar, I like to hang out with intelligent people whose thought processes aren't by stereotype, punditry, political correctness, etc. But enough about me. The important thing is The Book."

More fun facts:
After Kellerman called his literary agent to say that his wife, Faye, had written a novel, the agent reluctantly agreed to take a look ("Later, he told me his eyes rolled all the way back in his head," Kellerman said in an online chat). Two weeks later, a publisher snapped up Faye Kellerman's first book, The Ritual Bath. Faye Kellerman has since written many more mysteries featuring L.A. cop Peter Decker and his wife Rina Lazarus, including the bestsellers Justice and Jupiter's Bones.

When Kellerman wrote When the Bough Breaks in 1981, crime novels featuring gay characters were nearly nonexistent, so Alex Delaware's gay detective friend, Milo Sturgis, was a rarity. Kellerman admits it can be difficult for a straight writer to portray a gay character, but says the feedback he's gotten from readers -- gay and straight -- has been mostly positive.

In his spare time, Kellerman is a musician who collects vintage guitars. He once placed the winning online auction bid for a guitar signed by Don Henley and his bandmates from the Eagles; proceeds from the sale were donated to the Jewish Federation of Greater Dallas.

In addition to his novels, Kellerman has written two children's books and three nonfiction books, including Savage Spawn, about the backgrounds and behaviors of child psychopaths.

But for a 1986 television adaptation of When the Bough Breaks, none of Kellerman's work has yet made it to screen. "I wish I could say that Hollywood's beating a path to my door," he said in a Barnes & chat in 1998, "but the powers-that-be at the studios don't seem to feel that my books lend themselves to film adaptation. The most frequent problem cited is too much complexity."

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    1. Hometown:
      Beverly Hills, California
    1. Date of Birth:
      August 9, 1949
    2. Place of Birth:
      New York, New York
    1. Education:
      B.A. in psychology, University of California-Los Angeles; Ph.D., University of Southern California, 1974
    2. Website:

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 The woman had haunted eyes.
 Pale, drooping at the outer edges, they stared into theunseen camera with an odd combination of defiance and defeat.

 She didn't move. Neither did the camera. The wall behindher was brown-blue, the color of an old bruise. The couch on which she perchedwas gray. She was a pretty woman, made less so by fear. Her shoulders werebunched high, her neck tendons taut as bridge cables. A black, sleeveless dressshowcased soft white arms. Too-blond hair fell limply to her shoulders.

 Moments passed. Nothing happened. In another situation Imight've cracked wise about it being one of Andy Warhol's old anti-films:interminable, static studies of the Empire State Building, a man sleeping.

When a homicide lieutenant brings you something to watch,you keep your mouth shut.

Milo stood behind me. His black hair and raincoat wererumpled. The coat was cheap, green, wrinkled past the point of salvation. Itgave off a not unpleasant vegetative odor. He'd placed a massive breakfastburrito in a take-out box on my desk, hadn't touched it.

 When he drops in, he usually beelines for the fridge,empties a quart of something, raids the shelves for bad carbs. This morning,he'd marched to my office, loaded the DVD with a flourish.

"For your consideration."

 Blanche, my little French bulldog, sat next to me,uncharacteristically serious. She'd tried her usual smile, had figured outsomething was different when Milo didn't stoop to pet her.

 I rubbed her knobby head. She looked up at me, returnedher attention to the monitor.

 The woman's lips moved.

Milo said, "Here we go."

 More silence on the screen.

"So I lied."

The woman said, "My name is Elise Freeman. I'm ateacher and tutor at Windsor Preparatory Academy in Brentwood." Her voicewas throaty. She knotted her fingers, flopped them onto her lap. "I'mmaking this recording to document sustained abuse I have received at the handsof faculty members at Windsor Preparatory Academy in Brentwood. Which I willhereon refer to as Prep."

Deep breath. "For the past two years at Prep, I havebeen subjected to repeated, unwarranted, aggressive, and distressing sexualharassment from three individuals. Their names are." Her right hand rose.A finger pointed upward. "Enrico Hauer. H-A-U-E-R." Two fingers:"James Winterthorn." More slow, enunciated spelling, then a trio ofdigits. "Pat Skaggs."

 The hand dropped. "For the past two years EnricoHauer, James Winterthorn, and Pat Skaggs have made my life a living hell byengaging in brutal, unsolicited, and threatening sexual behavior. I am makingthis recording so that in the event something violent happens to me, theauthorities will know where to look. I do not know what else to do as I feeltrapped and frightened and have nowhere to turn. I hope this recording neverneeds to come to light but if it does, I am glad that I made it."

Her eyes clenched shut. Her lips moved soundlessly andshe slumped. Suddenly her jaw jutted and she was sitting up straight. Moredefiance than defeat.

Staring hard at the camera. "Thanks forlistening."

 The screen went blue. Milo said, "Talk about a D-movieplot device."

 I said, "But you're here. She was murdered?"

"Maybe. She's on ice."

"Backlog at the coroner?"

 His laughter was harsh. "Nope, this morning I'm Mr.Literal. Ice of the dry sort. Frozen CO2. She was found in her home, lying in abathtub full of the stuff."

I tried to picture the blond woman as a frozen corpse, didn'tlike the image that flashed in my head, and reverted to Doctor Helpful."Someone trying to mess up the time-of-death estimate? Or maybe apsychopath coming up with a new way to showcase his handiwork."

 He winced, as if all contingencies were painful. Removingthe disc, he slipped it back into a clear plastic jewel box. Not bothering toglove up; the DVD had already been printed, matched only to Elise Freeman.

 I said, "Where are you going with this?"

He rotated his neck. "Got coffee? Maybe sometoast?"

Chapter Two 

  We left myhouse with black coffee in travel-cups and six slices of lavishly butteredsesame-rye.

 When Milo wants to think, phone, text, or sleep hesometimes asks me to do the driving. It's against LAPD regs but so are lots ofthings. He makes up for my mileage cost with bar tabs and such.

 The toast was occupying his attention so I offered totake my Seville. He shook his head, scattering crumbs, continued to his latestunmarked, a bronze Chevy Malibu with a phlegmy ignition. Heading north onBeverly Glen, he steered with one hand, stuffed rye bread into his mouth withthe other.

The police radio was switched off. The burrito rested inthe backseat and filled the car with eau de frijole.

 He said, "In answer to your question, toomessy."

"That was low on my list of questions. Where are wegoing?"

 "Where she died, Studio City."

"Not a West L.A. case but you're on it."

 "Not an official homicide but I'm on it."

The difference between an experienced psychologist and anovice is knowing when not to speak.

I sat back and drank coffee.

 Milo said, "Maybe there'll be a microwave and I canheat up the burrito."

 Elise Freeman had resided in a green-sided, tar-roofedbungalow on a spidery, tree-shaded lane east of Laurel Canyon and north ofVentura Boulevard. Close enough to the thoroughfare to hear Valley traffic, butmature vegetation and larger houses blocked any urban visuals.

 The little green box sat at the terminus of a long dirtdriveway split by a strip of concrete. A gray sedan was parked near the frontdoor. Full-sized car but not big enough to hide the bungalow's blemishes as wedrew close: worn and ragged siding eroded to raw wood in patches, curlingshingles, a noticeable listing to the right due to a sinking foundation.

No crime scene tape that I could see, no uniforms onwatch.

 I said, "When was she found?"

 "Last night by her boyfriend. He says he talked toher on the phone three days ago but after that, she stopped returning hiscalls. A forty-eight-hour time frame fits the coroner's TOD guesstimate.Probably at the tail end-early morning. Apparently, dry ice doesn't melt, itsublimates-goes straight into the atmosphere-so there's no water residue forestimating degradation. In an ice chest, the rate of sublimation is five to tenpounds every twenty-four hours, but it's faster under normal roomtemperature."

 "Any empty ice bags left behind?"

 "Nope. Exactly."

 Someone had cleaned up.

 "The scene's still intact?"

He scowled. "I never got a chance to see the scenebecause my involvement began at five thirty a.m. today when Deputy ChiefWeinberg woke me from a rare good dream. The DVD, the key to the house, and what'spassing for a file were messengered to my house ten minutes later."

"High intrigue and an egregious break inprocedure," I said. "Sounds like orders from on high."

 He continued slowly up the drive, checking out thesurroundings. Layers of greenery to the left, a two-story Colonial mansion tothe right. The big house was wood-sided like the bungalow, but what I could seeof it was painted white and adorned with black shutters. It sat on a generouslot partitioned from Freeman's skimpy ribbon of real estate by a ten-footstucco fence topped with used brick. Bougainvillea topped areas of brick,amping up the privacy quotient on both sides.

 The smaller structure might've begun life as anoutbuilding of the manse, back when multi-acre estates spread across Valleyhillsides. A guesthouse, servant's quarters, maybe tack storage for one of thecowboy actors wanting proximity to the Burbank film-lots that passed for WildWest badlands.

Milo rolled to a stop inches from the Crown Vic. No oneat the wheel, but a man in a cream-colored suit emerged from behind thebungalow.

 A hair over Milo's six three, he was broad, black,bespectacled. The suit was double-breasted and tailored to nearly conceal a gunbulge.

 He gave a cursory nod. "Milo."


 "And this is..."

"Dr. Delaware."

 "Your psychologist."

 "That makes it sound like I'm in therapy,Stan."

 "Therapy's in fashion now, Milo. The departmentlooks kindly on self-awareness and insight."

 "Must have missed that memo."

 A big hand extended. "Stanley Creighton,Doctor."

 We shook.

Milo said, "What brings you down from Olympus,Stan?"

"More like Bunker Hill," said Creighton."I'm here to keep an eye out."

"New clause in the captain's job description?"

 Creighton said, "One does what one is told." Heturned to me. "Speaking of which, Doctor, I appreciate what you do but youshouldn't be here."

 "He's cleared for takeoff, Stan."

 Creighton frowned. Cool morning but the back of his neckwas moist ebony. "I must've missed that memo."

 "Probably buried under a pile of wisdom from HisMunificence."

Creighton flashed beautiful teeth. "Why don't youcall him that to his face? Doctor, you really need to absent yourself."

 "Stan, he really doesn't."

 Creighton's smile degraded to something cold andmenacing. "You're telling me you got papal dispensation for his presenceat this specific crime scene?"

"Why would I improvise about that, Stan?"

"Why indeed," said Creighton. "Except forthe fact that rationality doesn't always figure into human behavior. Which iswhy my wife, who has an M.D., still smokes a pack and a half a day."

"Feel free to call the Vatican to verify,Stan."

Creighton studied me. "Can I assume that LieutenantSturgis has informed you of the need for exceptional discretion here,Doctor?"


"Exceptional," he repeated.

 "I love exceptions," I said.

 "Why's that, Doctor?"

 "They're a lot more interesting than rules."

Creighton tried to smile again. The result fit him likepanty hose on a mastiff. "I respect what you do, Doctor. My wife's aneurologist, works with psychologists all the time. But now I'm wondering ifLieutenant Sturgis relies on you so not because of your professional skills,maybe it's more of a personality thing." Expanding his chest. "As inwiseass loves company."

Before I could answer he wheeled on Milo. "How muchtime are you going to need here?"

"Hard to say."

 "I'm after a little more precision."

 "C'mon, Stan-"

"You've already seen the crime scene pix, the body'slong gone, the prints and fluid swabs are at the lab, and your vic's computerwas lifted, so what do you expect to accomplish?"

No mention of the DVD.

Milo said, "Hell, Stan, why even bother to work whenwe can go on"

 "Yuk yuk yuk, ka-ching, rim shot," saidCreighton. "Bottom line: There's nothing this place can tell you. Unlessyou're one of those paranormals, think you can feel vibrations."

"You were in my place you wouldn't do a walk-through?"

 "Sure, cover your ass. But walk quickly. I've beenhere since six a.m., which is an hour after Weinberg woke me up and gave me myorders. Morning's aren't my fun time. This particular morning, my knee's beinga nasty bitch. So what I'm gonna do right now is go for a nice, loose walk andwhen I get back, I strongly prefer to see you the hell out of here so I can getthe hell out of here and do the job they officially pay me for."

 Favoring me with a contemptuous glance. "Be careful,Doctor."

We watched him stride off, limping slightly.

I said, "Who'd he play for?"

"U. Nevada, didn't make the big-time."

 "What do they officially pay him for?"

 "He used to work Sex Crimes. Now he pushes paper andattends meetings."

"And occasionally plays watchman."

"Funny 'bout that."

 We continued toward the green house.

 I said, "If it's all so hush-hush how'd you get thechief to approve me?"

"I'll answer that once you're approved."

The bungalow's front porch creaked under our weight. Ahummingbird feeder dangling from the overhang was empty and dry. Milo pulledout a tagged key and unlocked the door and we stepped into a small, dim livingroom. Blank space atop a TV table.

 I said, "Her video gear's at the lab?"


 "Where was the DVD found?"

"Stuck in the middle of a stack of her favoritemovies. Or so the file claims."

"Creighton didn't mention it."

"Like I said, it got messengered."

"By who?"

 "Guy in a suit."

"And a badge?"

 "That, too."

 "A note in the envelope said it was found in a stackof the victim's DVDs."

 "But not cataloged as evidence."

"Funny 'bout that."

"Who took the initial call?"

"Two North Hollywood D's who have absolutely nothingto say to me."

"Are you planning to tell me what got the gearsgrinding?"

 "It wasn't her," he said. "They couldn'tcare less about her. That's the point, Alex."

 I said, "The suspects are the point. Where they'reemployed."

"You never heard that from me."

 "A school has that much clout?"

 "It does when the right people's kids are enrolled.You ever have patients from Windsor Prep?"

"A few."

 "Any pattern you'd care to share?"

 "Affluent, attractive kids. For the most part,bright, but under lots of pressure academically, athletically, and socially. Inother words, no different from any other prep school."

"This case makes it real different."

"Because of one student in particular."


"College applications go in soon," I said."Here's a wild guess: The chief has a kid aiming for the Ivy League."

 He shoved a coarse shock of hair off his brow. Fuzzylight advertised every pock and knot on his face. "I never heard that fromyou."

"Son or daughter?"

"Son," he said. "Only child. Another Einstein,according to his mommy, the Virgin Mary."

"Talk about a mixed metaphor."

 "What the hell, they were both nice Jewishboys."

"Graduating senior?"

"Graduating with honors and aiming for Yale."

I said, "It's the toughest year ever, huge upsurgeof applications, lots of honor students are going to be disappointed. A coupleof patients I saw as little kids have come back for moral support and they saythe most trivial factor can nudge the scales. A big-time scandal would energizethe Rejection Gods."

He bowed. "O Great Swami of the East, your wisdomhas pierced the miasma." He began circling the room. "Ol' Stanley waswrong. Why I rely upon you has nothing to do with personality."

 Creighton might've been off about that but to my eye hewas right about the house yielding nothing of value.

 The miserly space had already taken on an abandoned feel.The front room, carelessly and cheaply furnished, sported a U-build bookshelffull of high school texts, SAT and ACT practice manuals, a few photographyvolumes featuring pretty shots of faraway places, paperbacks by Jane Austen,Aphra Behn, and George Eliot.

The plywood-and-Formica kitchenette was a sixtiesbootleg. Wilting fruit and vegetables moldered in the mini-fridge; a couple ofLean Cuisine boxes sat in the freezer compartment. A kitchen cabinet wascrammed full of liquor mini-bottles and some full-sized quarts. Budget gin butGrey Goose vodka, no mixers prettying up intentions.

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  • Posted April 3, 2010

    What happened to the 9.99 ebook prices?

    All of a sudden, the prices are now 13 and 14 dollars! Too much! Also, too many books on pre-order when they've been on the shelves in stores for weeks and months! Feel like we've been had buying the Nook after waiting several months for delivery!!!!

    11 out of 14 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 16, 2010

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    Fans of the long running series will enjoy Deception

    Windsor Preparatory Academy teacher Elise Freeman is found dead in her apartment in Studio City. The victim is found lying in a tub of dry ice. Los Angeles Police Department Deputy Chief Weinberg assigns the homicide investigation to Lieutenant Milo Sturgis with a stern warning to keep the exclusive Brentwood school out of the inquiry as much as possible though he offers no explanation; veteran cop Milo is used to personal agenda restrictions from superiors..

    Milo is concerned with his boss' admonition because Elise left behind a DVD accusing three of her peers of sexual harassment. He believes the case must start with them. Psychologist Alex Delaware assists Milo on the case and soon the pair find a teacher with plenty of skeletons that those involved with her want to remain interred. However, one of them has killed before and is willing to kill again to keep the bones buried.

    As always in this remarkable police procedural, the lead pair of Milo and Alex make for a fine story line as they debate the merits of the case and much more. The investigation is totally hampered by Chief Weinberg placing a major stipulation on Detective Sturgis; this adds depth and a sense of realism to the whodunit. Fans of the long running series will enjoy Deception as the investigators seek Evidence while walking the tightrope of brass interference.

    Harriet Klausner

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  • Posted August 6, 2010


    Honest, fellow readers,I really couldn't put this book down and as a result, I received eye strain for my efforts. DECEPTION went with me to 3 doctors offices, my husband's office (waited for him)and even a drag race. The only thing is that I got aggravated at Alex because I wore my brain out trying to figure out what he was thinking... ahead of the vocalization of his theory. Milo is especially thoughtful in this book, in his Milo way, and I liked it.
    The old adage is correct; this is a real page turner. And yes, I'm not ashamed that I am a Milo Sturgis and Alex Delaware groupie.

    6 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 9, 2010

    Welcome back, Alex!

    It's always nice to have a new Alex Delaware novel in my hands. This is the second Delaware novel I've read for the first time on the Nook, and I have to say I am loving the little device! Much easier to carry it on the airplane than carrying a couple of hard-cover novels. "Deception" isn't anything terribly original ... but it feels like sitting down with an old friend. Alex and Milo and Robin: I LOVE these characters, always have and always will. And unlike Patricia Cornwell, Kellerman has managed to keep the proceedings from becoming stale or too unpredictable. I mean, you know what you're getting with a Delaware novel; and that's still a good thing. Not so much with the Scarpetta novels, in my opinion. I highly recommend this book!

    6 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 14, 2010

    Delaware Does it Again!

    The latest from Jonathan Kellerman does not disappoint! I could not put this book down and couldn't wait to see what happened next. The story line is tight and the characters and action are vintage Kellerman. This is one of the best Alex Delaware mysteries in a while.

    3 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 15, 2010

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    Nasty Goings-on at Elite Prep School

    Psychologist Alex Delaware and his friend Detective Milo Sturgis try to unravel the reasons behind the murder of a teacher at a prestigious private school near Los Angeles. Elise Freeman would seem to have plenty of enemies, in her professional life as well as in her private one. Her promiscuity and shady financial dealings in recent years don't help matters. Higher-ups at both the exclusive school and in the police department would rather hush the murder up, but Milo isn't having it. In this one, narrator Alex drops a bit into the background, with Milo's impressive interrogative (he prefers to call it "interviewing") skills coming to the fore. A fast, enjoyable read.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 30, 2010

    Go Alex

    Good job, Kellerman. Thanks for keeping us up to date on Milo and Alex. Always a pleasure.

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 13, 2014

    Good Book.

    I love all of the Jonathan Kellerman books with Alex Delaware.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 6, 2010

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    Where is the depth of story and character?

    I have read all but three of Jonathan Kellerman's books, with the sad realization that the more recent the novel, the more shallow the story. I have found the story to be unimaginative (main character seducing female by page 13) and shallow. I was hoping for an "on the edge of my seat, can't put it down" story-line, but have had no problems putting this one down, and not much interest in picking it back up. Think this might be the end of following Alex Delaware, and all of Jonathan Kellerman's characters. Will have to wait and see :(

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 7, 2014


    This is the second Alex Delaware novel I have ready by Jonathan Kellerman. I find the writing style entertaining & easy to read, but nothing that you will find intellectually intriguing or mentally stimulating.

    The most disappointing aspect of the novels I have read so far is that I find little character development of the main characters in the 2 novels I have read. So far, there is a tiny bit of back ground on both of the central characters, but almost nothing in terms of true understanding of what is going on inside the head of either character, or what led them to where they are now.

    But really that's ok, since this is entertainment genre literature - not a classic work of literary fiction. If you are looking for an interesting & engaging beach read and enjoy murder-mystery novels, I would recommend this book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 25, 2013


    Nothing much happened.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 1, 2012

    Not a good read

    I have read all of Kellerman's books (Delaware series) and this book was his worst. It was very boring and hard to finish.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 20, 2012

    Another Good One

    Patterson does it again. Another good Delaware and Sturgis story.

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 6, 2012

    A lot going on...

    And I loved every second of the read!

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  • Posted January 5, 2012

    Great book

    Anyone who know Alex and Milo will enjoy this book.I would recommend any one who just wnat to read any Jonathan Kellerman's books to start with the first in this series. Then you have 23 books to chose from.

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  • Posted September 8, 2011


    The book met my expectations; I enjoyed reading it. However, the process of buying a nook book is lengthy and frustrating. Please email me with a simple step by step procedure for buying nook books and reading on my i-pad easily. Thanks.


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  • Posted April 26, 2011

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    This is a true detective story. I love the writing and the fact that it is a lot of dialogue with people of interest in the case. It seems a bit more realistic than other books or shows on how detective work is supposed to be played out. There is also a so-called twist at the end which I didn't see coming. I highly recommend this book.

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  • Posted April 10, 2011

    Kept me turning the pages

    I love Milo and many times there is too much Alex off on his own. This book had the two working side by side, although I missed frequent scenes with Robin that were missing. Lots of Milo helped. Great story!!

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  • Posted November 26, 2010

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    Alex & Milo have done it again...

    I loved this novel so much. It's always great to see that Jonathan Kellerman has not lost his flair. Alex Delaware & Milo Sturgis are my favorite crime-solving partners. They are both so insync together, their dialogs are never boring and witty at times. Their series are always thrilling. I also loved the narration of the audio book. Never get tired of listening to John Rubinstein.

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