Do You Want to Know a Secret

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Secrets can really kill your career.

Beautiful New York TV anchorwoman Eliza Blake has a past to hide. Her popular co-anchor has a scandal he'd die to keep secret. The next President's pretty wife wants desperately to avoid indecent exposure. A parish priest knows a terrible truth. And a killer has a secret agenda that reaches from New York City's streets to the White House? it includes the time and place where Eliza Blake will have to die...

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Do You Want to Know a Secret? (KEY News Series #1)

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Overview

Secrets can really kill your career.

Beautiful New York TV anchorwoman Eliza Blake has a past to hide. Her popular co-anchor has a scandal he'd die to keep secret. The next President's pretty wife wants desperately to avoid indecent exposure. A parish priest knows a terrible truth. And a killer has a secret agenda that reaches from New York City's streets to the White House— it includes the time and place where Eliza Blake will have to die...

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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
The behind-the-scenes commotions and rivalries of national television news provide a lively background for this debut thriller. Clark, a producer and writer at CBS News (and the former daughter-in-law of Mary Higgins Clark), spins a tightly knit whodunit with engaging characters and a suspenseful plot. Eliza Blake, a young mother and widow, is a rising star at KEY-TV, where she coanchors the morning news. After the network's revered evening anchorman, Bill Kendall, is found dead in his New York apartment, Blake finds herself competing for Kendall's assignments with his nefarious heir apparent, Pete Carlson. Soon others close to Blake are killed, and her world is shaken by her fears for her daughter's safety, and for her own. Clark's speedy, clear prose offers readers her insider's view of the broadcast-news business as KEY goes on location, conducts live TV interviews and covers a national political convention. She draws her hot topics from real headlines--AIDS, presidential campaign tactics and politicians' sex lives among them--and her journalists debate very current questions. ("Someone's got to draw the line somewhere as to what is personal in a public figure's life," one says). The few stereotyped minor characters--the slavishly devoted secretary, the homeless schizophrenic whose obsession provides a clue to the murders--don't detract from Clark's refreshing surprise ending, a very '90s version of "the butler did it." (Nov.)
Library Journal
In Clark's debut, a newswoman probes an anchor's suspicious death, a move that proves to be bad for her health. The story is told "in a series of soundbites, ...[which] destroys the suspense of waiting for the killer to strike." Still, the book went out with a first printing of 20,000 copies and came back for 5000 additional copies, and it was a featured alternate of the Mystery Guild, the Literary Guild, and the Doubleday Book Club. Clark's being the former daughter-in-law of Mary Higgins Clark perhaps didn't hurt. (LJ 10/15/98)
Kirkus Reviews
No wonder this suspenser carries a recommendation from Mary Higgins Clark. For one thing, the author is the bestselling blurber's ex-daughter-in-law; for another, her first novel follows her blurber's formula so closely that it might have been based on stolen blueprints.

Bill Kendall, KEY Evening Headlines anchor, is dead from a massive overdose of Prozac. His ex-wife Louisa, his retarded son William, his longtime assistant Jean White, his executive producer Range Bullock, and rising KEY to America co-anchor Eliza Blake, Clark's demure heroine, are grief-stricken; and so, for reasons best kept private, is Joy Wingard, the childless wife of hard-driving Presidential hopeful Sen. Haines Wingard. But other mourners are having a hard time keeping the grins off their faces. Bill's smilingly incompetent stand-in Pete Carlson is more than ready to leap from KEY News president Yelena Gregory's bed into Bill's old job. Nate Heller, Haines Wingard's campaign manager, sees Bill's death as just one more opportunity to flex his manipulative muscles. And Superior Court Judge Dennis Quinn, whom Bill had been squeezing of some ill-gotten gains for years, feels that his life is finally starting over. As Clark spins out the sinister yet wholesome intrigue provoked by Bill's death, fans of her illustrious namesake will recognize such Mary Higgins Clark trademarks as the menaced young professional mother, the endless parade of nefarious suspects, the toothlessly mysterious lowlife, the genteel Irish Catholic backgrounds, the scrupulously unaligned politicians, the chapters short as a hiccup, and the general sense that the world revolves around Bergen County, New Jersey. Clark's additions—higher Washington stakes, juicier secrets and scandals, discreet dollops of indiscreet sex—won't offend even her closest relatives.

Name-brand Suspense Lite that imperils the heroine without disturbing the gentle reader.

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781250043245
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 8/1/2005
  • Pages: 320
  • Sales rank: 366,065
  • Product dimensions: 5.00 (w) x 8.00 (h) x 0.71 (d)

Meet the Author

Mary Jane Clark is a producer and writer at CBS News. She lives in northern New Jersey.

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Chapter One

The vague tingling sensation started at her polished toe and quickly crept up her, shapely calf.

    "Damn!" Eliza Blake exclaimed as she opened the bottom drawer of her desk fingers shuffling through the jumble of Band-Aids, dental floss, hair spray, makeup and tampons until she found the clear nail polish to stop the run in the second pair of designer pantyhose she'd gone through in what had already been a fourteen-hour day.

    Putting her long, well-defined leg up on her desk, she applied the sticky liquid as her mind replayed the day's mishaps. The satellite difficulties on this morning's show were then followed by the first lady's office's abrupt canceling of a long-sought interview scheduled to be taped that afternoon. Scrambling, the KEY to America bookers had called around for a replacement to flu the time allotted for Angela Grayson on the following morning's broadcast. They performed admirably, coming up with the starlet du jour, the latest overnight sensation. The actress, however, didn't want to be questioned on live television so early in the morning, And she didn't want to come to the Broadcast Center either. Eliza would have to go to her hotel suite to tape the interview this afternoon.

    On the ride to the Plaza with her camera crew, Eliza hurriedly scanned the research packet provided by an associate producer, framing the questions she would pose. She and her gear-laden, videotape team were met in the hotel's opulent lobby by the star's apologetic publicist who claimed his boss had suddenly come down with some sort of bug. While thecrew resignedly reloaded the camera and lighting paraphernalia back in the car, Eliza spotted the actress and her latest handsome co-star, holding hands, smiling and skipping out the side exit of the hotel toward Central Park,

    "Should we take this personally?" Eliza asked her crew wryly, gesturing toward the oblivious lovebirds.

    "Nah," came the response from Gus, the senior man on the KEY News camera staff, who squinted at the pair and shook his head. "Raging hormones'll win every time."

    Now, back in her KEY to America office, Eliza had just screened the piece on a popular author that would ultimately fill the minutes originally planned for Mrs. Grayson. The writer had been eager to come in for a last-minute interview. Nothing like a chance to market a few more books and stay on the New York Times bestseller list for another week or two, thought Eliza, smiling to herself.

    She was tired and eager to get home to Janie but the orange-wrappered Butterfinger called to her from the desk drawer. Aching for the sweet pick-me-up, she debated for all of five seconds and gave in. Guiltily, she relished the candy bar. There had been a time when she never had to worry about what she ate. But no more. The last few years, since John had died and Janie had been born, weight came on more easily and was harder to take off. Stop it! She shook herself. If you're going to sin, at least enjoy it.

    As she crinkled up the candy wrapper, the tiny oval locket hanging from the delicate gold chain on her wrist caught Eliza's eye. She took it between her fingers and began to play with it. The locket was her grandmother's gift to her on her tenth birthday. Her grandmother, who had spent her working life scrubbing and cleaning one of the big "cottages" in Newport, had saved to buy the locket. As a kid, Eliza had thought it magical, and she rubbed it and made wishes on it. When things went the way she wanted, she gave the locket credit. When she didn't get what she desired, she ignored the possibility that perhaps the locket didn't have all the powers she wanted to believe it had.

    Now, rationally, she knew that a tiny golden oval couldn't really have any force. But that hadn't stopped her from rubbing the yellow charm, dented and jammed unopenable, as she prayed through the long hours at Sloan-Kettering. She hadn't gotten her wish.

    Tossing her head to clear the painful memories from her mind, Eliza began to straighten the papers on her desk. She wanted to go home. She thought of how she planned to give Janie the locket on her tenth birthday, in six years. Meantime, Eliza would wear it, still savoring its specialness. Eliza knew it was ridiculous, but when she rubbed it something always happened. Sometimes good, sometimes bad, but something. Silly. What would the KEY News viewing audience think if they knew her foolish little superstition?

    She was stuffing the last of her homework in preparation for the next morning's broadcast into her canvas tote when her co-anchor Harry Granger appeared at her office door. He was gripping a rolled-up newspaper and by the expression on his face, Eliza could tell he wasn't happy.

    "What's up?" Eliza asked, fully prepared for some vintage Granger moaning about KEY News management.

    But Harry, usually so straightforward and unreservedly opinionated, was hesitating.

    "C'mon, Harry, what gives? What have they done now?" Eliza found herself smiling. They had played this scene many times before, using each other as sounding boards, venting frustrations about the workings of KEY to America and KEY News. But they knew they were just blowing off steam. They weren't going anywhere. They loved their jobs.

    "I wanted to show you this before someone else did." Harry slowly unrolled the newspaper. Eliza saw the blazing masthead of The Mole, the most popular of the nation's supermarket tabloids. At the side of the front page sat an inky black rodent with oversize teeth; next to it was the slogan "We dig it all up."

    Beneath that was the gigantic headline. Eliza stared at it, feeling her chest tighten. She let her telephone buzz insistently as she scanned the story about the most painful period of her life. Harry rambled on in outrage.

    "Everyone knows these tabloid stories aren't worth the paper they're written on! Oprah just won a lawsuit against one last month. Nobody really pays any attention to them."

    "You did," she said.

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First Chapter

Chapter One

The vague tingling sensation started at her polished toe and quickly crept up her shapely calf.

"Damn!" Eliza Blake exclaimed as she opened the bottom drawer of her desk, fingers shuffling through the jumble of Band-Aids, dental floss, hair spray, makeup and tampons until she found the clear nail polish to stop the run in the second pair of designer pantyhose she'd gone through in what had already been a fourteen-hour day.

Putting her long, well-defined leg up on her desk, she applied the sticky liquid as her mind replayed the day's mishaps. The satellite difficulties on this morning's show were then followed by the first lady's office's abrupt canceling of a long-sought interview scheduled to be taped that afternoon. Scrambling, the KEY to America bookers had called around for a replacement to fill the time allotted for Angela Grayson on the following morning's broadcast. They performed admirably, coming up with the starlet du jour, the latest overnight sensation. The actress, however, didn't want to be questioned on live television so early in the morning. And she didn't want to come to the Broadcast Center either. Eliza would have to go to her hotel suite to tape the interview this afternoon.

On the ride to the Plaza with her camera crew, Eliza hurriedly scanned the research packet provided by an associate producer, framing the questions she would pose. She and her gear-laden videotape team were met in the hotel's opulent lobby by the star's apologetic publicist who claimed his boss had suddenly come down with some sort of bug. While the crew resignedly reloaded the camera and lighting paraphernalia back in the car, Eliza spotted the actress and her latest handsome co-star, holding hands, smiling and skipping out the side exit of the hotel toward Central Park.

"Should we take this personally?" Eliza asked her crew wryly, gesturing toward the oblivious lovebirds.

"Nah," came the response from Gus, the senior man on the KEY News camera staff, who squinted at the pair and shook his head. "Raging hormones'll win every time."

Now, back in her KEY to America office, Eliza had just screened the piece on a popular author that would ultimately fill the minutes originally planned for Mrs. Grayson. The writer had been eager to come in for a last-minute interview. Nothing like a chance to market a few more books and stay on the New York Times bestseller list for another week or two, thought Eliza, smiling to herself.

She was tired and eager to get home to Janie but the orange-wrappered Butterfinger called to her from the desk drawer. Aching for the sweet pick-me-up, she debated for all of five seconds and gave in. Guiltily, she relished the candy bar. There had been a time when she never had to worry about what she ate. But no more. The last few years, since John had died and Janie had been born, weight came on more easily and was harder to take off. Stop it! She shook herself. If you're going to sin, at least enjoy it.

As she crinkled up the candy wrapper, the tiny oval locket hanging from the delicate gold chain on her wrist caught Eliza's eye. She took it between her fingers and began to play with it. The locket was her grandmother's gift to her on her tenth birthday. Her grandmother, who had spent her working life scrubbing and cleaning one of the big "cottages" in Newport, had saved to buy the locket. As a kid, Eliza had thought it magical, and she rubbed it and made wishes on it. When things went the way she wanted, she gave the locket credit. When she didn't get what she desired, she ignored the possibility that perhaps the locket didn't have all the powers she wanted to believe it had.

Now, rationally, she knew that a tiny golden oval couldn't really have any force. But that hadn't stopped her from rubbing the yellow charm, dented and jammed unopenable, as she prayed through the long hours at Sloan-Kettering. She hadn't gotten her wish.

Tossing her head to clear the painful memories from her mind, Eliza began to straighten the papers on her desk. She wanted to go home. She thought of how she planned to give Janie the locket on her tenth birthday, in six years. Meantime, Eliza would wear it, still savoring its specialness. Eliza knew it was ridiculous, but when she rubbed it something always happened. Sometimes good, sometimes bad, but something. Silly. What would the KEY News viewing audience think if they knew her foolish little superstition?

She was stuffing the last of her homework in preparation for the next morning's broadcast into her canvas tote when her co-anchor Harry Granger appeared at her office door. He was gripping a rolled-up newspaper and by the expression on his face, Eliza could tell he wasn't happy.

"What's up?" Eliza asked, fully prepared for some vintage Granger moaning about KEY News management.

But Harry, usually so straightforward and unreservedly opinionated, was hesitating.

"C'mon Harry, what gives? What have they done now?" Eliza found herself smiling. They had played this scene many times before, using each other as sounding boards, venting frustrations about the workings of KEY to America and KEY News. But they knew they were just blowing off steam. They weren't going anywhere. They loved their jobs.

"I wanted to show you this before someone else did." Harry slowly unrolled the newspaper. Eliza saw the blazing masthead of The Mole, the most popular of the nation's supermarket tabloids. At the side of the front page sat an inky black rodent with oversize teeth; next to it was the slogan "We dig it all up."

Beneath that was the gigantic headline. Eliza stared at it, feeling her chest tighten. She let her telephone buzz insistently as she scanned the story about the most painful period of her life. Harry rambled on in outrage.

"Everyone knows these tabloid stories aren't worth the paper they're written on! Oprah just won a lawsuit against one last month. Nobody really pays any attention to them."

"You did," she said.

Do You Want to Know a Secret? Copyright (c) 1998 by Mary Jane Clark. All rights reserved. Published by St. Martin's Press. New York, NY.

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  • Posted February 15, 2013

    I recommend this series

    This is a great mystery/drama series that gives many twists and turns. It frequently leaves me wondering "who did it?" I also like that the books are not as short as many of the authors I read are. I like a book to keep me hooked and reading for more than a couple of hours and this series does that.

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    Posted June 22, 2012

    Do you want to know a secret

    A good read.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 20, 2012

    I recommend this book

    This book was entertaining because it was suspenseful and gave me interesting information about what goes on behind the scenes of news broadcasting. I did not care for the explicit sexual references, but that was not the main theme of the book.

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  • Posted January 12, 2011

    Great Read!

    As always Mary Jane Clark sucked me in and I couldn't put this book down. This book was a great read and I found myself staying up late at night to try to finish it. You will be shocked in the end to find out who "did it". If you are a Mary Jane Clark fan you have to read this book.

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    Posted May 25, 2004

    Lovely as usual!

    I was not disapointed by this one! Wonderfully crafted, a must read! Barb

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    Posted October 15, 2000

    Have to read it.!

    It is a little slow at the beginning but once you get past the first chapter it is a book you just can not put down till you are finished. Good storyline and plot. I highly reccommend this to anyone looking for a good suspense novel. She is just as good as some of the leading suspense novelists. I am looking forward to her next book.

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