Deliver Us from Evil (Shaw Series #2)
  • Deliver Us from Evil (Shaw Series #2)
  • Deliver Us from Evil (Shaw Series #2)

Deliver Us from Evil (Shaw Series #2)

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by David Baldacci

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David Baldacci-the #1 bestselling author of The Whole Truth and First Family-returns with his most surprising, heart-stopping, and timely thriller to date . . .


Evan Waller is a monster. He has built a fortune from his willingness to buy and sell anything . . . and anyone. In search of new opportunities,…  See more details below


David Baldacci-the #1 bestselling author of The Whole Truth and First Family-returns with his most surprising, heart-stopping, and timely thriller to date . . .


Evan Waller is a monster. He has built a fortune from his willingness to buy and sell anything . . . and anyone. In search of new opportunities, Waller has just begun a new business venture: one that could lead to millions of deaths all over the globe.

On Waller's trail is Shaw, the mysterious operative from The Whole Truth, who must prevent Waller from closing his latest deal. Shaw's one chance to bring him down will come in the most unlikely of places: a serene, bucolic village in Provence.

But Waller's depravity and ruthlessness go deeper than Shaw knows. And now, there is someone else pursuing Waller in Provence-Reggie Campion, an agent for a secret vigilante group headquartered in a musty old English estate-and she has an agenda of her own.

Hunting the same man and unaware of each other's mission, Shaw and Reggie will be caught in a deadly duel of nerve and wits. Hitchcockian in its intimate buildup of suspense and filled with the remarkable characters, breathtaking plot turns, and blockbuster finale that are David Baldacci's hallmarks, DELIVER US FROM EVIL will be one of the most gripping thrillers of the year.

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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
Bestseller Baldacci's sequel to The Whole Truth (2008) lacks the creative plotting and masterful handling of suspense that marked his earlier thrillers. Evan Waller, outwardly a respectable Canadian businessman but secretly a human trafficker who sells children into prostitution, has expanded into arranging nuclear weapons deals with Islamic fundamentalists. Shaw, the lead of The Whole Truth, sets out to stop Evan, as does Regina “Reggie” Campion, a British femme fatale, who works for a clandestine group that tracks down and executes war criminals. Reggie and Shaw, both of whom intend to make their move while Evan is on vacation in Provence, cross paths while maintaining their cover stories. Shaw becomes attracted to Reggie, even as he fears that Evan, who's in fact a sadistic Ukrainian who served the Soviets, will abduct her. Crucial developments come across as contrived rather than clever. The ultimate resolution will surprise few. (Apr.)
Kirkus Reviews
In Baldacci's 19th (True Blue, 2009, etc.), boy and girl monster-hunters meet cute. Evan Waller, aka Fadir Kuchin, aka "the Butcher of Kiev," aka "the Ukrainian psychopath," is one of those deep-dyed villains a certain kind of fiction can't do without. Serving with distinction as part of the Soviet Union's KGB, he joyfully and indiscriminately killed thousands. Now, many years later, posing as a successful businessman, he's vacationing in Provence where, unbeknownst to him, two separate clandestine operations are being mounted by people who do not regard him with favor. Reggie Campion-28 and gorgeous-spearheads the first, an ad hoc group of monster-hunting vigilantes. Studly, tall Shaw (no first name supplied) is point guard for a rival team, shadowy enough to leave the matter of its origin ambiguous. While their respective teams reconnoiter and jockey for position, studly boy meets gorgeous girl. Monster-hunters are famous for having trust issues, but clearly these are drawn to each other in the time-honored Hollywood fashion. Shaw saves Reggie's life. She returns the favor. The attraction deepens and heats up to the point where team-members on both sides grow unsettled by the loss of focus, singularly inopportune since, as monsters go, Waller rises to the second coming of Caligula-ample testimony furnished by a six-page, unsparingly detailed torture scene. In the end, the stalkers strike, bullets fly, screams curdle the blood, love has its innings and a monster does what a monster's got to do. The characters are paper thin, the plot twists mostly telegraphed, but the betting here is that the Baldacci army will once again show the stuff it's made of.
From the Publisher
"McLarty's subtle emotional intensity is particularly compelling as he presents horrifying scenes without theatrics."—AudioFile
Richmond Times-Dispatch
Equal parts Hitchcock and James Bond, it's the perfect literary cocktail...One of Baldacci's best."
Booklist (starred review) for Divine Justice
"A rousing success . . . Baldacci shows once again that he is a sort of thriller Renaissance man: a master of plot, dialogue, and character."
Newsweek on First Family
"It's his eager, expansive imagination that drives his books . . . Like other thriller writers, Baldacci depends on a mixture of inventive plotting, appealing characters, luck, and consistency. Unlike others, his books rely more on characters' relationships than whiz-bang technology or procedural twists . . . What he offers is in some ways more unusual."
Washington Post on The Whole Truth
"High-stakes action, shadowy government agencies, and [a] neo-Cold War backdrop . . . Baldacci pushes his plot ahead at such a blistering pace."

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Grand Central Publishing
Publication date:
Shaw Series, #2
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6.40(w) x 9.10(h) x 1.50(d)

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Deliver Us from Evil

By Baldacci, David

Grand Central Publishing

Copyright © 2010 Baldacci, David
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ISBN: 9780446564083


THE NINETY-SIX-YEAR-OLD MAN sat in his comfy armchair enjoying a book on Joseph Stalin. No mainstream publisher would touch the delusion-filled manuscript since the author had been unfailingly complimentary about the sadistic Soviet leader. Yet the self-published book’s positive opinion of Stalin appealed greatly to the old man. He’d purchased it directly from the writer not long before the latter was committed to a mental institution.

No stars could be seen hovering over the elderly man’s large estate because of a storm moving inland from the nearby ocean. Though he was wealthy and living in great luxury, his personal needs were relatively simple. He wore a decades-old faded sweater, his shirt collar secured all the way to his fleshy neck, which was thick with wattles. His cheap pants lay loose over his skeletal and useless legs. The hypnotic drum of rain on the roof had begun and he settled farther back in his chair, content to delve into the mind and career of a madman who had killed tens of millions of people unlucky enough to live under his cruel fist.

The old man occasionally laughed at something he read, at least the particularly gruesome parts, and nodded his head in agreement over passages where disciples of Stalin explained his graphic methods for the destruction of all civil liberties. In the Soviet dictator he clearly saw the leadership qualities necessary to drive a country to greatness while also causing the world to shake with terror. He tilted down his thick spectacles and glanced at his watch. Nearly eleven o’clock. The security system went on promptly at nine, with every door and window professionally monitored. His fortress was secure.

A crack of thunder seemed to cause the lights to flicker. They sputtered twice more and fluttered out. In the lower-level electronics room the battery backup in the security system had been removed, causing it to cease functioning when the power supply was interrupted. Each door and window was instantly disarmed. Ten seconds later the massive backup generators kicked in and brought the electrical flow back to full power, returning the security system to online status. However, within that ten-second span a window had opened and a hand had darted out and caught the digital camera that had been tossed from ground level. The window closed and was locked a second before the system armed once more.

Oblivious to this, the old man idly rubbed his hairless head; it was mottled over with scabs and patches of sun-damaged skin. His face had collapsed long ago into a pile of gravity-ravaged tissue that pulled his eyes, nose, and mouth downward into a permanent scowl. His body, what was left of it, had followed a similar route of degradation. He relied on others to help him perform the simplest tasks now. But at least he was still alive, when so many of his brothers in arms, indeed perhaps all of them, were dead, many by violent means. This made him angry. History showed that inferiors were perpetually jealous of those greater than them.

He finally put down his book. At his age three or four hours’ sleep at a time was all that was required, but it was now that he required it. He called for his attendant by pushing the blue button on the small circular device he always wore around his neck. It had three buttons, one for the attendant, one for his doctor, and one for security. He had enemies and ailments, but the attendant was mostly for pleasure.

The woman entered. Barbara had blonde hair and was dressed in a hip-hugging white miniskirt and tank-top blouse that allowed him a liberal view of her breasts as she bent down to help him up into his wheelchair. He had insisted on her wearing revealing clothing as a condition of employment. Old, rich, perverted men could do what they pleased. His wrinkled face nestled against her soft cleavage and lingered there. As her strong arms slid him onto the wide seat, his hand slipped under her skirt. His fingers glided along the backs of her firm thighs until they touched her buttocks. Then he gave each cheek a hard squeeze. He let out a small moan of appreciation. Barbara made no reaction because she was well paid to endure his groping.

She wheeled him to the elevator and they rode in the car together to his bedroom. She helped him undress, averting her eyes from his collapsed body. Even with all his fortune he could not force her to look at his nakedness. Decades ago she would have certainly looked at him, and also done so much more for him. If she wanted to live. Now he was simply helped on with his pajamas like an infant. In the morning he would be washed and fed, again like a baby instead of a man. The cycle was complete. From cradle back to cradle and then the grave.

“Sit with me, Barbara,” he commanded. “I want to look at you.” He said all this in German. That was the other reason he had hired her; she spoke his native language. There were few left around here who could.

She sat, crossed her long, tanned legs, and kept her hands in her lap, occasionally smiling at him because she was paid to. She should be thankful to him, he felt, because she could either work for him in this grand house where the tasks were easy and the time in between long, or else go whore herself on the streets of nearby Buenos Aires for what amounted to pennies a day.

He finally waved his hand and she immediately rose and closed the door behind her. He leaned back on the pillows. She would probably go to her room, strip off her clothes, leap in the shower, and scrub hard enough to rub the filth of his touch off her. He quietly chuckled at this image. Even as a shrunken old man he could have some effect on people.

He vividly remembered the glorious days when he would walk into a room, the heels of his knee-high officer’s boots clicking on the concrete floor. That sound alone would send ripples of terror throughout the entire camp. Now that was power. Every day he was given the privilege of feeling that sense of invincibility. His every command was carried out with no hesitation. His men would line up the vermin, long columns of them in their filthy clothes, their heads bowed, but still they eyed the shine of his magnificent boots, the power of his uniform. Playing God, he would decide which ones would die and which ones would live. The living hardly got the better of it, for their reward was a hell on earth, as painful and miserable and degrading as he could possibly make it.

He shifted to the left and pushed against a rectangle of paneling on his headboard. The piece of wood swung outward and his hand shakily punched in the combination on the safe door revealed there. He slid his hand in and pulled out the photo, then settled back on his pillow and looked down at it. He calculated that it was taken sixty-eight years ago to the day. His mind was still all there, even if his body had deserted him.

He was only in his late twenties in the picture, but he’d been given great responsibility because of his brains and ruthlessness. Tall and slender, he had light blond hair that was striking against his tanned, square-jawed face. He looked so fine in his full uniform with all his medals, though he had to concede that hardly any of them were actually earned. He had never seen combat since he had never been able to muster much personal courage. The talentless masses could fire the guns and die in the trenches. His skills had allowed him to seek safer ground. His eyes filled with tears at the sight of what he had once been; and next to him of course stood the man himself. He was small in stature, but colossal in every other way. His black mustache was frozen for all time over the expressive mouth.

He kissed his younger self in the photo and then did the same to the cheek of his magnificent Führer, completing his nighttime ritual. He returned the photo to its hiding place and thought about the years since he’d fled Germany months before the Allies marched in and Berlin fell. He’d come here by prearrangement because he’d seen the inevitable outcome of the war, perhaps before his superiors had. He’d spent decades in hiding but once more used his “talents” to build an empire of wealth from mineral and timber exports in his new homeland, ruthlessly crushing all competition. Yet he longed for the old days, when the life and death of another human being was solely in his hands.

He would sleep comfortably tonight as he did every night, his conscience clear. He felt his eyelids growing heavy when he was surprised to hear the door opening again. He looked across the gloom of the chamber. She stood there silhouetted against the darkness.



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Deliver Us from Evil 3.6 out of 5 based on 1 ratings. 742 reviews.
R_Wally More than 1 year ago
I finished "Deliver us from Evil" copyright 2010 by David Baldacci on May 20, 2010. This is Baldacci's worst work and one of the most poorly conceived mysteries of all time. Here's the unbelievable plot climax. A psycopath, Kuchin, who has been thwarted by Shaw, a government assassin CIA type, and Reggie, a lovely and skilled killer of the worlds worst, invites them to his lair to save an old girlfriend of Shaw who has been kidnapped. They decide to go and Shaw and Reggie's old team others, Whit and Dominic, also want to go, "to get this guy". They have no plan whatsoever. I'll repeat that, they just drive to where Kuchin says with no one watching and with no plan to free the girlfriend or escape. They walk into the warehouse where Kuchin could have his men and who then could have put a gun to the heads of Dominic, Whit, and Shaw and killed them all taking off with Reggie for torture, sex and eventual killing. These four skilled and smart operatives thought they could talk their way out? OMG. I will never read another thing by Baldacci.
Alla_S More than 1 year ago
In David Baldacci's new thriller "Deliver Us from Evil," the story starts off with Reggie Campion-a femme fatale who murders an elderly ex-Nazi and returns to her secret agency which specializes in carrying out justice, for a new assignment. She is assigned to travel to Provence where ex-KGB agent and mass murder of the Ukranian people-Fedir Kuchin, nowadays a legitimate Canadian businessman who goes by the name of Evan Waller-is due to spend his vacation. Reggie rents a villa next to his, and waits for his arrival. Meanwhile Shaw, who works for a rival agency, has similar orders. His boss Frank portrays Waller as a human trafficker who kidnaps young girls from Asia and sells them into the sex industry. Most bothersome is Waller's connection to nuclear remnants from the former Soviet Union and his plan to sell them to Muslim fundamentalists, to make explosives. Shaw's plan involves tackling Waller during his guided tourist excursion in the caves. As Shaw travels to Provence to carry out his own agenda regarding Waller, he meets Reggie who is posing as a rich and clueless socialite. Unaware of her true purpose, Shaw also plays the game and poses as a lobbyist. Suspicious of each other, they form a brief bond until the arrival of their target changes everything. Soon enough, Reggie is dangerously flirting with Waller as Shaw is becoming increasingly nervous about their safety. Meanwhile, Waller has a near-death experience of his own while meeting with his nuclear buyers, and vows to carry out revenge. Overall, the plot is interesting. I enjoyed the love triangle between Reggie, Waller, and Shaw. Baldacci succeeds in portraying his characters as either sympathetic or evil. Reggie has a secret family history, becoming an orphan after her father murdered the family. Shaw's life is shaped by the loss Anna-a woman he loved whose death was related to the dangers posed by Shaw's work. Disappointed that he was unable to protect her, Shaw is unable to get on with his life. Waller is a chameleon who blends in perfectly with his new identity, while treasuring his old one. Unable to trust anyone and vengeful towards his enemies, he lives his life as a warrior. Though a bit slow at times, the action kept my interest. The writing is graphic and easy to visualize. Recommended read.
KenCady More than 1 year ago
...and I am really annoyed at these e-book readers who abuse the review process to complain about pricing. It's the wrong venue for that. I thank Baldacci for not writing another Camel Club novel as they were getting really stale. On the other hand, this one was hit or miss, as he kept going off on tangents and background stories that ruined the pace of the action. 100 pages shorter and it might have been a more suspenseful book.
MsAudio More than 1 year ago
I am still an avid fan but sure for how much longer. I enjoy his plots, however the endings leave in the middle of NOWHERE! It is not that Baldacci is preparing us for another novel, it's just the novel is unfinished, period. Too bad, for a truly talented writer.
Nanna51 More than 1 year ago
The main characters are Shaw (who is an enigma and a highly trained operative of some secret organization) and Reggie Campion, a vigilante who is a member of an organization determined to rid the world of those who got away with genocide. At the beginning of the book, the two main characters don't know each other and the interesting twist is how they end of following the same path and aiming at the same target. Some of the scenes that were portrayed were very graphic in detail, but I think that they were necessary in order to portray the horrors that had been committed by men like the character Evan Waller. He makes Hitler look tame and doesn't mind being the bad guy. He trusts no one and no one is safe from his wrath. The reader is caught up quickly in rooting for the good guys to win. An awesome thriller and a Baldacci collection must read!
I_ride_GaryFisher More than 1 year ago
Normally I'm big fan of Baldicci's work but I found this book to be entirely disappointing. The plot is boring, tired and unimaginative. I didn't find the characters interesting at all and the writing was choppy. It was an easy book to walk away from. I really expected more from this book!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
an okay read, nothing special.
harstan More than 1 year ago
Shaw belongs to an agency that ignores legal limitations when it comes to capturing those who threaten the free world. His latest project is billionaire Evan Waller who makes his money kidnapping third world teens and selling them in the Western markets. However, he is widening his capitalist operations with the sale of nuclear weapons to Islamic Fundamentalists. Shaw and his team are to prevent the sales by eliminating the beast and his customers. Fahir Kuchen killed and ordered massacred thousands in Kiev to keep the survivors in line and not give Moscow any problems. When the Soviet Union collapsed, he escaped making a new future for himself. Reggie Campion works for an elite group that hunts down mass murderers. She and her unit are in Provence to make a hit on Waller whom she believes is Kuchen; Shaw is shocked after the two groups cross paths and hunt their respective villain.. Shaw persuades Reggie they need to unite before the hunted become the hunter as Kuchen has someone inside working for him and whether he is Waller or not, Evan is a deadly predator. Many of the protagonists possess ulterior motives so that double crossing teammates and the other squad seem a way of life. This is the key element in the return of Shaw (see The Whole Truth) that makes Deliver Us From Evil a fascinating thriller. Shaw remains an enigma who is perfect for the jobs he undertakes in contrast with Reggie who has a secret agenda that makes her seem more human yet not detached enough to be his equal in the cold deadly field. David Baldacci is at his best with this exciting suspense thriller. Harriet Klausner
BolivarJ More than 1 year ago
David Baldacci " Deliver Us from Evil" is a great and well delivered thriller. The book is very compelling in maintaining the reader glued to every page. Great story developing. Shaw, the mysterious operative of a secret multinational intelligence group makes an encore as a main character. Shaw join forces with Reggie Campion, a member of a clandestine vigilante group in search of war criminals. Fedir Kuchin, Ukrainian born. Served in the national secret police that reported to the KGB, and received orders directly from the Kremlin to do all in his power to crush the opposition. Under his command aerial poisons, toxins were placed into water supplies, and thousands of people were forced into pits where they were burned alive. In 1991 when the Soviet empire collapsed he managed to escape.Now in the present time the search has ended. Baldacci takes readers to the village of Gordes, in Provence France where Shaw and Reggie will risk their lives in order to bring justice and concludes on the coast of Labrador, Canada for a spectacular ending. "Deliver Us From Evil" doesn't disappoint, the author does know how to take a detour from the main plot and convert it to one exciting and dangerous human hunt. I like the beginning of the story, and I have to say that the ending doesn't fall short either. The characters are well developed through the entire book. Kuchin and Reggie's characters are great in content, and keep readers turning the pages. However; every good book has to have its flaws, Baldacci could have done a better job in explaining the secret intelligence organization that Shaw works for. The plot and conclusion of the book was good, There were a few subplots that could have been developed more in deep. Kuchin's new venture did not have enough power to go all the way to the end. Perhaps that is the reason the author detoured the plot. Shaw's character was left lingering at the end, not strong enough to convey or close to his character. I thought Reggie's character was great. There was so much that could have been done with her character, instead he focused on Shaw, falling a little short at the end.
Gerricip More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed it though a bit too violent sometimes, with a final plot a bit too immaginative...
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I started reading Deliver Us From Evil and was taken back at how disturbing the book is. I've read many Baldacci books and have enjoyed the talented and powerful writing and character development in almost all of his books. I am a very big fan of Shaw. I had to put this book down about a third into the story because it was just too ugly. If one can get past the violence I believe the story underneath is good. I couldn't get past it and I have wasted my money. Mr. Baldacci, you are a talented writer without the violence and ugly references.
Suspensemag More than 1 year ago
Fast-paced, a familiar term to readers of mystery and suspense is often heralded as a key ingredient to success in this genre. Readers know that the flow is going to move forward at a pretty good clip and we can honestly expect little downtime and minimal fluff within the pages. "Deliver Us from Evil", David Baldacci's latest edition to the Shaw series doesn't quite fit into that classification. When in reality, "Deliver Us from Evil" moves at hyper-speed. A combination of intrigue-through circling covert operations-met with highly intelligent, though clearly damaged characters makes the hunt for a modern day monster electric. New readers may find Baldacci's writing style can catch you slightly off guard when the reality of certain scenes literally makes your stomach turn. But don't quit there because as the story races around the globe the unexpected climax makes this a first-rate thriller. Reviewed by Suspense Magazine
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This new novel was not up to the usual standards set by this author. This was not nearly as good as his earlier books. Characters were not at all well-developed. I was disappointed. From now on I will wait until his newest novels come out in paperback before I decide to buy one.
Joe_Schmoe More than 1 year ago
A pretty good book. I would say I liked it. Almost. Maybe not as much as I could have. But then again, I could have liked it less. You never know. Do you? Maybe you do. I don't know. That's why YOU'RE the doctor.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
What? Were u waiting here...for ME?
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is Revengeclan's app. den.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I couldn't put it down. I will now have to go back and read the other Shaw novels.
SlapShot62 More than 1 year ago
So many of the reviews for this book suggest this is not one of Baldacci's best efforts. While I will agree it is not the norm for him, I posit that perhaps it is simply not a style of novel to which we are accustomed from him. Having said that, I found the book to be far better than a good thriller, even if not outstanding. For those who have commented on the violence depicted in the book, I agree it is at times severe; however, it also adds to the story as a whole and more specifically to the depravity of the main "bad guy" character. Other reviewers refer to the unlikely or unbelievable escapes that the heroes enjoy. True, some moments suspend belief, but this is not to be wholly unexpected in a thriller. Don't buy the book thinking it is a Camel Club-type experience. It definitely is not. It is, however, very much worth reading.
lowcountryHL More than 1 year ago
This was by far the most gruesome book that David Baldacci has ever written. I was very well written, and the plot was excellent, however, there were a couple of times when I seriously thought that if I did not put down the book right then, I would be sick to my stomach. Baldacci, as always has done an excellent job of depicting the characters in all the glory and missery that he intended. He has again made it seem as though you are right there with the characters living the action first hand. I enjoyed it greatly.
Darth-Vader More than 1 year ago
I am getting disappointed by David Baldacci. His recent novels True Blue and now Deliver Us from Evil has been weak and almost unreadable and doesn't compare to his earlier works.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
A pretty gripping novel from Baldacci. Familiar territory, characters and plot line. Nice build up and but disappointing ending.Seems like two stories put together. Still, major pleasure for easy and fast reading for the beach or plane. Always look forward to his next novel.
79-yr-gram More than 1 year ago
Have read every one of his books and this is only the second time I have not been totally delighted. Had a really hard time getting into this one. Finally got hooked about the last four chapters. Had to see how it ended. Maybe my mind just could not wrap itself around the evil of the villian.
John1969 More than 1 year ago
Not up to his normal standards. The Book ends with no resolution of the relationships between the hero and the two women. Ends with a feeling of incompletness. Probably intending to resolve in the next book, but was disappointed.
JamBLang More than 1 year ago
Typical David Baldacci--suspensive--cannot put it dowm once started. I've read all he's written--best yet!!!!
UNIONBEACHBUM More than 1 year ago
If you have read David Balducci before then you won't be disappointed. If you have never read him, then start from the beginning and consider yourself lucky that you have so many good books ahead. Too bad he doesn't write 12 a year.