The Long Way Home (The Homelanders Series #2)

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Sometimes you have to go home to find out who you really are

Charlie West went to bed one night an ordinary high school student. He woke up a hunted man. Terrorists are trying to kill him. The police want to arrest him for the stabbing death of his best friend. He doesn't know whose side he's one or who he can trust. With his pursuers closing in on every side, Charlie makes his way back to his hometown to find some answers. There, holed up in an abandoned mansion, he's joined by...

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Overview

Sometimes you have to go home to find out who you really are

Charlie West went to bed one night an ordinary high school student. He woke up a hunted man. Terrorists are trying to kill him. The police want to arrest him for the stabbing death of his best friend. He doesn't know whose side he's one or who he can trust. With his pursuers closing in on every side, Charlie makes his way back to his hometown to find some answers. There, holed up in an abandoned mansion, he's joined by his friends in a desperate attempt to discover the truth about a murder he can't remember-and the love he can never forget.

"A thriller that reads like a teenage version of 24...an adrenaline-pumping adventure."

-- TheDailyBeast.com (review of The Last Thing I Remember)

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Having saved the Secretary of Homeland Security from a terrorist plot (The Last Thing I Remember, 2009), amnesiac teenage karate stud Charlie West heads home to find out what's happened with the last year of his life. Even though the cops think he murdered his best friend, and even though the terrorists seem to think he's one of them, Charlie clings desperately to the hope that he is one of the "good guys." A knife fight and a motorcycle chase later (the descriptions of which give "blow-by-blow" a whole new slow-motion meaning), Charlie is ensconced in a hideout with his buddies and his girlfriend 100 percent behind him. As in the first volume of the Homelanders series, Klavan dissipates what little tension he manages to generate with lengthy flashbacks-including the ludicrous first-person, second-hand recounting of his romance with Beth, which he cannot remember. Skewed to an audience reading from the right side of the religio-political spectrum, it displays scant tolerance for nonbelievers. Even those comfortable with this viewpoint may well find themselves yawning as Charlie sludges on in his quest-suspended, of course, until the next book. (Thriller. 12 & up)
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781595545879
  • Publisher: Nelson, Thomas, Inc.
  • Publication date: 3/8/2011
  • Series: Homelanders Series , #2
  • Edition description: Reprint
  • Pages: 352
  • Sales rank: 154,254
  • Age range: 13 - 17 Years
  • Product dimensions: 5.60 (w) x 8.30 (h) x 1.00 (d)

Meet the Author

Andrew Klavan is a bestselling, award-winning thriller novelist whose books have been made into major motion pictures. He broke into the YA scene with the best-selling Homelanders series, starting with The Last Thing I Remember. He is also a screenwriter and scripted the innovative movie-in-an-app Haunting Melissa. Website: www.andrewklavan.com Twitter: @andrewklavanFacebook: aklavan

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THE LONG WAY HOME


By ANDREW KLAVAN

Thomas Nelson

Copyright © 2010 Andrew Klavan
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-1-59554-713-2


Chapter One

The Killer in the Mirror

The man with the knife was a stranger. I never saw him before he tried to kill me.

I was in the Whitney Library when it happened, about seven miles from my hometown of spring Hill. I'd been there for about forty-five minutes. I had come with a plan-a plan to clear my name, to get free, to get home to my family and out of danger. Now I had to leave. It wasn't safe for me to stay in any one place for very long.

I was in the main research room on the library's second floor. I went down the hall and pushed into the men's room. I took off my black fleece and hung it on the door of one of the stalls. Then, wearing just my jeans and black T-shirt, I stood at the sink and splashed cold water on my face.

I was tired-way tired. I had been on the road-on the run-I don't know-several weeks-a long time. I had to fight to stay alert. If I didn't stay alert, I wouldn't stay alive.

I dried myself off with a couple of paper towels. I looked at myself in the mirror. The guy looking back at me was six feet tall. Thin but with broad shoulders, good muscles, still in good shape. I had a lean, kind of solemn face with a mop of brown hair flopping over the forehead. brown eyes-serious eyes-probably too serious for a guywho was only eighteen-but honest and straightforward. At least, I always thought they were ...

I shook my head. Snap out of it. This was no time to doubt myself. I had to keep my spirits up, keep going. Never give in.

It was hard sometimes. I have to admit it. With the bad guys after me, and even the good guys-the police-after me too. It was hard not to get discouraged. Lonely. I missed my home. I missed my friends. I missed my mom and dad. I even missed my sister, who could be very annoying, believe me. Imagine sitting down to watch your absolutely favorite television show and just as it's about to begin, a nuclear explosion wipes out all of civilization as we know it-that's how annoying my sister could be. But I missed her anyway.

I missed just being a regular guy, just going to school and church and hanging out and doing regular things.

But it was no good thinking about that now. I had to keep going. I had to do what I'd come here to do. I'd promised myself I wouldn't stop trying. I'd promised God too. And I wouldn't stop. Not ever.

I turned away from the mirror. I took the fleece down from the stall door. I'd bought it at a thrift shop a few days ago. Something to keep me warm now that winter was coming. I tapped it to feel the papers folded up in the inside pocket. That's what I'd come to the library to find. I had what I wanted. It was time to go.

I slipped the fleece over my head, working my arms into the long sleeves.

It was just then-just as I got the fleece on-that the man came in.

He was a little older than I was-in his twenties maybe. A bit taller and a bit bigger around the waist and shoulders. He was wearing black jeans and a red windbreaker. He had a round, clean, pleasant face. Blond hair, blue eyes. He looked like a nice guy. He gave me a quick nod as he entered and I nodded back. Then he moved past me, heading toward the urinals at the far end of the room.

I took a step away from him, toward the door, ready to leave. As I went, I glanced over at the mirror to check myself one last time. I lifted my fist to my reflection by way of encouragement. Never give in.

And, as I did that, I caught a glimpse of the man behind me. I saw his reflection, too, out of the corner of my eye. Strangely, he had stopped walking toward the urinals. He had pivoted around, back toward me.

Suddenly, without any warning at all, he had a knife in his hand. It was a killer's knife, a combat knife. A seven-inch blade of black steel.

At the very moment I spotted him in the mirror, he tried to plunge the blade into my spine.

A jolt of terror went through me, an electric panic that gave me almost supernatural speed. I leapt to my left, turning sideways. The blade lanced past my midsection, so close I felt its motion through the fleece. My years of karate training kicked in. I reacted without thinking, smacking his elbow with my left palm to push the knife hand away.

But I was moving so fast, in so much fear, I stumbled, tripped over my own feet, and staggered back deeper into the bathroom.

That saved my life. Because the man with the knife was well-trained. He knew how to fight. He was already slashing backward at my face. If I hadn't stumbled away from him, he'd have cut my throat right there.

I let out a grunt, bending away from the blade. I still didn't have my feet under me, and the movement sent me even farther off balance. I fell, tumbling down to the floor.

It was the end of me. I was sure of it.

You have to understand: a trained man with a knife is as deadly as anything, even more dangerous in some ways than a man with a gun. You might grab a gun. You might wrestle it away. But you can't get hold of a knife without getting cut. And if the knife-man knows what he's doing, he can carve you up with a blade just as fast as a bullet.

And this guy knew what he was doing, all right. All the karate training in the world wasn't going to save me if I didn't act fast and act smart. If I fell and he came down on top of me, I'd be dead in seconds.

I knew it even as I was falling. The panic raced through my belly. The thoughts raced through my head: I have to do something.

I hit the tiled floor and kept rolling, fast, away from the oncoming killer. I rolled and leapt up, gaining my feet in the back of the bathroom, pressed up against the far wall, the urinals on either side of me.

Before I could even think, he was there, he was on me, driving the knife toward my gut, the black blade glinting in the light.

A cry escaped me in my desperation. I only just managed to leap out of the way, to grab his wrist with my two hands.

But I couldn't hold him. He yanked the knife back and if I hadn't let go, he would've slashed my fingers off. Immediately, he came at me again. His round, clean face was now a mask of fury. His blue eyes were full of death.

I was losing this fight. I knew it. It was only a matter of time before the knife slipped home. There was no way to overpower a trained assassin like this. No way to outfight him.

There was only one chance. I had to outthink him. Somehow, in my terror, in my panic, with murder hanging over me like a sword, I had to figure a way out.

The killer kept coming at me, the blade weaving before me like the head of a cobra. He kept the point in my eyes so I couldn't see it clearly, couldn't gauge the distance. He was forcing me toward the middle of the room, to where I'd be hemmed in between the stalls and the sinks with nowhere to move. I stepped backward quickly, waiting for the fatal strike.

Then, with snakelike swiftness, the strike came-and at the same time, there came a desperate thought.

As the blade lanced toward me, I spun away, shouldering through one of the stall doors. He tried to come in after me. I grabbed hold of the door and slammed it on him, catching his arm for a second. He pulled free-and before he could force his way in, I slammed the door shut and shot the bolt.

This had to be fast-lightning fast. The door was light, the lock was flimsy. He would break through in an instant.

I didn't wait for him. I dropped to the floor. I ducked under the gap between the stalls.

There was an enormous crash as the knife-man kicked his way into the locked stall-the one I'd just left.

I flew out the door of the other stall, and in a split second I was behind him.

The killer already realized he'd been tricked. He was starting to turn from the empty stall, to turn toward me.

Too bad, brother, one mistake is all you get. I punched him fast and hard in the nose. His head flew back, blood bursting from his nostrils. I didn't let him recover. I grabbed hold of his wrist-the wrist of his knife hand-so he couldn't cut me. With my other hand, I grabbed his hair and bent him forward.

I dragged him out of the stall, turning my body to give me momentum. I slammed him face-first into the hard edge of the sink.

His knees buckled and he crumpled to the floor, unconscious.

I stood over him, gasping for breath, amazed that I was still alive.

Chapter Two

Surrounded

I knelt down beside the fallen killer.

He didn't move. His upper lip was all smashed up and there was dark blood smearing his mouth. His mouth was open and I could see the blood staining his teeth too.

I began to search his clothes. I knew I had to hurry. someone could come into the bathroom at any moment and see me kneeling over his body. They would call for help and then I'd have the police after me again.

Quickly, I went through the pockets of his windbreaker first. They were empty. Then, one by one, I went through the pockets of his jeans. In the left front pocket I found a single key on a chain. The key was unmarked, but the chain said, "Harley-Davidson Motorcycles." I slipped the key into my pocket. I figured that would slow the guy down at least.

I went on searching. In his right front pocket I found a silver money clip with about two hundred dollars in it. yes, I know the Ten Commandments and yes, I know you're not supposed to steal. But this didn't feel like stealing. The guy was a killer, after all-my killer, if he'd had his way. I figured he owed me at least this much. I stuffed the cash into the same pocket as the key.

Just then, the killer groaned and shifted. I tensed, watching him. His hand lifted from the floor and groped weakly at the air. His eyelids fluttered. His bloody mouth moved, his lips parting. He was starting to come around.

I was running out of time. I had to get out of here.

I scooped up the knife from the floor. I slipped the brutal blade under my belt so that it went into my pocket. I pulled down my fleece so that it hid the handle. That's when I noticed the blood on my hands. It was the killer's blood, plus some of my own from my bruised knuckles. I turned on the faucet, let the cold water run over my fingers. It stung like crazy, but I forced myself to keep my hands there as the blood washed off. I watched as the red streaks stained the water and swirled with it down the drain.

Finally, I splashed cold water on my face again, just as I had before the killer came in. Just as I had then, I pulled a couple of paper towels out of the dispenser and dried myself off quickly.

And just as I had before, I looked into the mirror. I looked at my own reflection.

I was pale now. My cheeks were a weird gray, the color of concrete, only with spots here and there of frantic red. A line of sweat ran down my temple.

But my eyes were determined.

The killer gave another low groan. He shifted on the floor as he continued to wake up.

I swiped the line of sweat off my face. It was time to go.

I moved to the door and pushed through. I walked down the little hallway that led into the main part of the library's second floor.

It was pretty much your usual library: one expansive room filled with shelves of books. There were some long reading tables in front of the shelves. There were people sitting at the tables, poring over open books and writing in notebooks. There was an information desk to my right with a librarian sitting on a high stool behind it. The walls were all made of steel-framed glass, big windows looking out at the sky and the buildings of downtown Whitney and Main Street below.

It seemed strange to me that everything should be normal here, everything quiet and peaceful, the way a library ought to be. I thought the whole room would've heard me fighting with the killer in the bathroom. But in fact, the fight had happened with hardly a sound. No one suspected.

I glanced at the exits. There were two of them. There was one staircase down to the main floor on my left and another to my right, just beside the information desk. I was about to head for the staircase on my left.

But I stopped before I even took a step.

There was a man loitering there. A small, wiry, olive-skinned man with a thin mustache. He was wearing khaki slacks and a brown jacket. He was leaning against a shelf, idly turning the pages of a dictionary.

I turned to the other stairway. I saw another man-a man sitting at a reading desk near the head of the stairs. He was a short guy, too, but thick and muscular and mean-looking. He had a block-shaped head with short hair and rough skin on his cheeks. He was staring down at a newspaper that lay open on the desk in front of him.

I looked back at the mustache-man near the left staircase. back at the block-headed man to my right.

They were Homelanders. I knew it the moment I saw them.

They had both exits blocked. I was surrounded.

Chapter Three

All I Know

My name is Charlie west. Until a year ago, I was a pretty ordinary kid. I was seventeen. I lived in a house in spring Hill with my mom and dad and my annoying older sister, Amy. I went to high school during the week. I went to church on Sunday. My secret ambition was to join the air force and become a fighter pilot, which I thought would be a cool way to serve my country.

I wasn't the most popular kid in school, but I wasn't an untouchable or anything either. I had some good friends: Josh Lerner, who was kind of a geek, and Rick Donnelly and Kevin "Miler" Miles, who were both athletes. I was a pretty decent athlete myself. My sport was karate. I was good at it. I had earned my black belt.

What else do you need to know? There was a girl. Beth Summers. I liked her. A lot. A guy I knew named Alex Hauser liked her too. He used to be my best friend, but he'd gotten into some bad stuff after his parents got divorced. We'd kind of grown apart and I guess you could say we'd become rivals for Beth's affection.

Anyway, that was my life, my ordinary Spring Hill kid life.

Then one day I went to bed and when I woke up, that life was gone. Suddenly, somehow, it was a year later-a whole year had disappeared just like that and I couldn't remember any of it. Suddenly, somehow, I was in the clutches of a group of madmen who called themselves the Homelanders. They were terrorists, foreign Islamists, out to destroy America, recruiting Americans to help them, people who could move around the country more easily than they could without arousing suspicion.

They told me I was one of them, a terrorist myself. But I didn't believe it. I couldn't believe it. I mean, I love this country. You're free here to do and think what you want, to be whatever you can be. I'd never do anything to hurt America.

I guess the Homelanders must've figured that out because they tried to kill me. I escaped and called the police. Which you'd think was a good idea, right? As it turned out: no. As it turned out, the police were after me too. Somehow, during this year-this year I couldn't remember-I had become a wanted man. I'd been put on trial and convicted of murdering Alex Hauser, my former best friend.

So now, not only were the Homelanders trying to kill me, but the police, led by this very angry detective named Rose, were trying to catch me and throw me into prison.

There was no one I could turn to. My parents had moved away and I didn't know where to find them. nobody believed me about the Homelanders-or if they did, they thought I was one of them. And how could I prove I wasn't, when I didn't remember anything?

Sometimes, to be honest, I wasn't even sure myself.

And that's where things stood. The situation was bad-crazy bad. Some days, it almost seemed impossible. But I'd promised God and I'd promised myself that, no matter what, I would never give in.

Chapter Four

The Killer in Question

But now here I was, trapped in the library, both exits blocked. I felt fear closing around my throat like cold fingers. I figured there were probably more of these Homelander thugs downstairs, even more of them outside watching the doors. If I tried to leave, they would wait till I got outside and kill me. If I screamed for help, they would kill me right here. There was no way out.

Now the two men saw me. Mustache-Man cast a glance over at Blockhead, and Blockhead glanced back. Obviously, they'd been waiting here, waiting for the blond killer to finish me off in the bathroom. I guess they weren't very happy to see me come out alive. Well, too bad for them.

I had to think of something. I had to figure out a way to get past them. They were staying cool, staying at their posts by the stairs. They didn't want any open violence. They didn't want to cause any trouble in public if they could help it. They preferred waiting for me to go outside.

(Continues...)



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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 12, 2012

    Very good series!

    Didn't like No. 2 as well as No. 1, but it certainly hasn't stopped me from purchasing Nos. 2 and 3! Exciting series and I am going to say it - - FOR EVERY AGE! I'm 70 years old and loved the action.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 3, 2012

    Even more awesm Even more awesomeness!!!!

    So far, the second book is better than the first one
    I know this isnt very common but it happened this time

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 11, 2011

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    Reviewed by Kira M for Teens Read Too

    Gold Star Award Winner! What would you do if you woke up one morning and couldn't remember anything that happened to you in the past year? What if you realized you were wanted for murder and for being part of a terrorist group? What if that terrorist group wanted you dead? This is what has happened to Charlie. Having no idea where else to turn up clues to his mysterious lost year, he returns to the most dangerous place - his hometown where it all started. There, the girlfriend and friends he doesn't remember decide to help him uncover the truth. With the truth well-hidden and people wanting to erase his future, will Charlie be able to save himself and keep his friends safe at the same time? What really happened during the past year? One thing's for sure - life will never be the same for Charlie again. Action-packed from start to finish, this page-turner will keep you glued to your seat. The story reads fast and the plot is intense. The characters are well-developed, and reluctant and avid readers alike will have a hard time putting THE LONG WAY HOME down. I would, however, recommend reading THE LAST THING I REMEMBER, the first book in the series, before starting this one.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 27, 2012

    No better than the first

    Still the same black and white world with the same two dimensional characters. Do not read this series if you believe in a world that doesn't have moral absolutes, or if you want a character who has to face complex moral issues. The only person who questioned or wanted people to question the absolute truths that are taken for granted by the main character ended up being a madman and a terrorist. It was mostly just disappointing since rather than considering the complex moral issues that arise he dismisses them, and instead whittles it down to a matter of pure good and evil with nothing in between.

    1 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 26, 2012

    REVIEW

    Guys this was a good read and had a great story line

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 17, 2012

    BEST BOOK OF 2012!

    This book is the best. Plenty of suspense and the end is surprising.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 29, 2012

    Gpod

    Good book

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 26, 2012

    Grea!!!!!!!

    Really good book. I was sad that the last book was a cliff hanger but now i finnally got a chance to read this one!!!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 22, 2013

    My favorite book

    Really good book

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 23, 2012

    Amazing

    Just amazing

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 3, 2012

    questions are answered! woohoo

    at first this book was slow. but then it really picks up around chapter 9 or 10. i was happy for him to finally get some answers and solve the mystery of who killed Alex. it was like a complete twist. everything started to come together and make more sense. Im def going to read the next one. i couldn't put this book down. so good.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 3, 2012

    Lend me??

    Does anyone want to lend me the book. I have books i can lend

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted October 7, 2010

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    Better than expected

    I've had this book for some time now but what kept me from reading it was that it was the second book in the Homelanders Series. So I did what I usually do when faced with this dilemma. I read the spoilers reviews of the first book on Amazon after checking if the library had the first book. I was very happy to know that not many people were satisfied with the first book since it left a lot of questions unanswered. It seemed like the first book was kind of a build up. So I jumped into the second book and was hooked right from page 1. In the first book 'The Last thing I Remember', a high school student Charlie West went to bed as an ordinary guy and woke up to find out that the police as well as the bad guys are after him. A year has passed by and Charlie doesn't remember any of it. ********spoilers for those who haven't read the first book********** I didn't really know how much he found out about himself in the first book but it didn't matter because I didn't feel like I missed a lot. I think it was because the author covered the gaps successfully. When this book opens Charlie is surrounded by the bad guys, supposedly the terrorists who want to destroy America by recruiting Americans who are against the country. After escaping from them and then later the police, Charlie goes to his town Spring Field to find out the truth. That is where we learn about his friends, his school and his teachers and what could have gone wrong. I was on the edge of my seat for the entire book which was also a very fast read. ********end of spoilers********** What I didn't understand was the terrorists role in all this. They were always in the background and the reasons were not really enough for me to believe that they were a danger to Charlie. Charlie was too good a kid which could actually work well since this is a YA novel. Charlie could be a good role model. Also there are absolutely no bad words. Even though it's an adventure involving terrorists and a murder, it is a very clean book. At times I found the language very simple and forced. It could be because this is the first YA series that the author has written. But he is the recipient of 2 Edgar awards, so what do I know. Anyway, recommended for YA lovers and those who love adventure and mysteries.

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  • Posted August 18, 2010

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    Great Clean Book For Your Teen

    Charlie West is back in Andrew Klavan's The Long Way Home. The sequel to the first book, The Last Thing I Remember, follows Charlie West as he runs from not only the cops, but a group of terrorists known as The Homelanders.

    Charlie is desperate to clear his name and get answers to an entire year of lost memories. He heads back to his home town, where it all began. There he runs into some old friends as well as a girlfriend that he can't remember. Believing he's innocent, they try to help him get the answers he wants and the memories he lost.

    This action-packed book is also full of Christian and conservative themes. I didn't find it to be overly preachy, but could definitely tell it was there. If you want to give your teenager an exciting book with good morals instead of the sexuality and violence being fed to our kids this is the book for you.

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  • Posted February 18, 2010

    I Also Recommend:

    The Long Way Home by Andrew Klavan

    The Long Way Home is by Andrew Klavan who is the winner of two Edgar Awards and the author of bestsellers like True Crime, Don't say a word and Empire of Lies. He was hailed by Stephen King as " the most original novelist of crime and suspense since Cornell Woolrich." His first novel in the Homeland Series is The Last Thing I Remember.

    The Long Way Home starts with a bang! The pace and the adrenalin rush is maintained throughout the book. Not even a page feels lengthy or boring.

    We are presented with the eighteen year old guy Charlie West who is looking for answers. He is being hunted by terrorist as well as the police. The terrorist are after him for betraying them, and the police are after him for killing a guy and being a member of terrorist gang. The strange thing is, our hero, doesn't remember killing a guy or being a member of terrorist gang. Charlie West keeps getting doubt whether he is a good guy or bad guy. Once or twice he considers giving up and surrendering himself to the police but deep in heart he knows he is a good guy.

    So to find out clues and answers to the mystery, he heads home, where all the things started. What happens next is. Very entertaining and the suspense is maintained till the end. But it's not the end of the story, only bits and parts of the puzzles are solved. We'll have to wait for book 3 to know the rest of the story or atleast some more pieces of the puzzle. Book 3 is - The Truth of the Matter - which will be available on November 2010.

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  • Posted February 15, 2010

    An Action-Packed Adventure for Teenage Boys

    Andrew Klavan treats teenage readers to the second in his Homelander series as protagonist, Charlie West, falsely convicted of the murder of his friend, Alex, attemps to find the real killer. Having lost all memory of the time period following the crime, his trial, imprisonment, and break from jail, Charlie returns to his home town to take up residence in a haunted mansion. His friends, Rick, Josh, and Miler, and his girlfriend, Beth, join him in the search.

    Readers of Klavan's first book in this series will find tantalizing new information and breath-taking thrills as they follow the adventures of Charlie and his friends. Those who are unfamiliar with the Homelander series can begin the story with this book. even if they haven't read the first one. Islamic terrorists and one of Charlie's high school teachers enliven the plot. The ending will leave readers anticipating the next book in the series, which will come out later in 2010.

    Fans of action-packed adventure will appreciate this book.

    Review by Carole Ledbetter, February 15, 2010

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  • Posted February 8, 2010

    The Long Road Home

    The Long Way Home is the second book in the Homelander series that continues to follow Charlie West. Charlie woke up one day and an entire year of his life was completely gone. He had no memory of the events of the past year; the murder of his friend, his association with the Homelanders, or falling in love with the girl of his dreams. Andrew Klavan has does a great job of pulling you in and keep you guessing until the end. I was surprised to find that I enjoyed this book as much as I did. Klavan does an amazing job of writing to a young adult as well as a 30-something. He throws in "life lessons" that we all need to be reminded of from time to time; believing in yourself, having faith, and the power of friends. There are twists and turns and surprising revelations by Charlie as he searches for the truth and for the year he lost. This is an amazing tale of having faith and believing in yourself. I am looking forward to continuing reading the rest of the books in this series. This book was provided by Thomas Nelson.

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  • Posted February 1, 2010

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    Even Better Than Book One

    What you do if a terrorist has just tried to knife you in the public library bathroom? Calling the police is out of the question since they think you're a murderer, and to make matters worse, there are more killers waiting for you right outside. Welcome to Charlie's life. A life he can't even remember the last year of. The year when he fell in love, and then supposedly murdered his best friend.

    A lot of people-me included-would say the phrase "keeps you at the edge of your seat" is cliché, but that's really the best way to describe this book. It's intense: physically, mentally, and definitely emotionally. The issues Charlie goes through every day are so relevant and relatable it brings this story to a whole new level very lacking almost everywhere else in YA literature.

    And then of course there's the ending, which guarantees my reading this one over and over again. Book one was incredible. Book two is beyond incredible.

    I was supplied with this review copy from BookSneeze.com.

    www.hornspoonreviews.webs.com

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  • Posted February 1, 2010

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    Amazing Action packed story!!!

    My take on this book sounded amazing from just reading the quick synopsis, I unfortunately have not had the chance to read book one of this series, something that after reading this book definitely makes me want to check it out.

    This book is action packed, it is about Charlie West who has been accused of being a terrorist and murderer, and his quest on trying to prove his innocence. Through his journey of trying to clear his name, and solving clues to find the actual murderer, I got completely lost in this book. Which lately hasn't been happening. I love Andrew's writing style and how he makes you relate with Charlie throughout this whole book. It keeps you going and not wanting to put the book down, I would most certainly recommend this book to any adult or teen who is looking for a nice action packed emotional book, on one persons journey to clear their name.

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  • Posted January 18, 2010

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    The Long Way Home by Andrew Klavan

    THE LONG WAY HOME

    ANDREW KLAVAN

    When I first picked this book up, I was excited about reading it. Charlie West is an accused murderer and supposed terrorist. This book is about him proving his innocence. From the first page, you are hooked and don't want to put the book down. The story is told in an energizing, energetic manner. You find out how his friends help him along the way, and the different situations Charlie gets in to prove who the murderer really is.
    This story is suspenseful, romantic and entertaining. The action doesn't stop from page one. This is the second book in a series. The first book is "The Last Thing I Remember". I recommend reading the books in order. You can then relate better to the characters in the story. The back of the book tells you all this action is going to happen. You are not disappointed. From the attack at the library to the surprise visitor at the mansion, you are kept on your toes wondering what is going to happen next. The title of the book, "The Long Way Home", is appropriate. He has to go home to find out who he is. It is there he realizes who his friends are and who the murderer is. Sometimes you can't do it by yourself. It is then you find out who your true friends are. The romantic side plot adds another dimension to the mix, as well as his faith in God. I highly recommend this book. This book is listed as for young adults, but I found it very engaging. I can not wait until the next book comes out in this series.

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