Move to Strike (Nina Reilly Series #6)by Perri O'Shaughnessy
New York Times bestselling author Perri O'Shaughnessy takes the courtroom thriller to breathtaking new heights in Move to Strike, a page-turning masterpiece of suspense. Featuring Nina Reilly, hailed by critics as "one of the most interesting heroines in legal thrillers today," * Move to Strike is a spellbinding tale of stolen/b>/b>/b>
MOVE TO STRIKE
New York Times bestselling author Perri O'Shaughnessy takes the courtroom thriller to breathtaking new heights in Move to Strike, a page-turning masterpiece of suspense. Featuring Nina Reilly, hailed by critics as "one of the most interesting heroines in legal thrillers today," * Move to Strike is a spellbinding tale of stolen treasure and twisted revenge set in the high desert of Nevada and the mountains of Lake Tahoe.
An attorney and single mother, Nina Reilly runs her one-woman law practice in South Lake Tahoe, balancing compassion and cunning with a passion for justice. But Nina is wholly unprepared for her latest client--sixteen-year-old Nicole Zack, a rebel, a thief, and the best friend of Nina's teenage son, Bob. Did Nikki steal something from her uncle, a prominent plastic surgeon, and then kill him with an ancient samurai sword? The district attorney is trying Nikki as an adult and the charge is first degree murder.
With the stakes this high, Nina calls in private investigator Paul Van Wagoner, her ex-lover and constant ally, whose bravado conceals a troubling personal secret. As Paul investigates the eerily coincidental death of the surgeon's son--killed in a plane crash the same night his father was murdered--Nina sorts through the twisting lies surrounding Nikki, uncovering a bitter struggle over a mining claim, enraged former patients, and two old crimes. Finally, Nina must confront the central question she
needs to answer in order to save her client: What did Nikki really see the night of her uncle's murder?
Taut, thought-provoking, and utterly gripping, Move to Strike grapples with the profound question of what to do when the law does not suffice. It is a novel you won't want to put down until the last twist is unraveled and the last satisfying page is turned.
* San Jose Mercury News
From the Hardcover edition.
"Suspenseful, entertaining reading."— BookPage
"Compulsively readable ... very possibly her best ... A page-turner that will keep you up at night."—Drood Review of Mystery
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Moist night wind swept the skin on her arms and flicked sharp points of hair into her eyes. Pulling her sweatshirt tight against the gusts, Nikki tucked her hair inside the hood and splashed the oars into the deep black water of Lake Tahoe. A hundred years ago, under the same crescent moon, a Washoe Indian in a kayak would have known how to dip the oars silently, secretly, but no matter how she tipped them, they sucked water into the air, leaving behind a trail of sound.
Silvery snow tipped the mountain peaks that circled like clouds around the lake. She stayed close enough to the shoreline--flat black trees against a glinting navy sky--to track her progress, but far enough out to remain unidentifiable by anyone nosy enough to observe her. She could not be caught, because tonight . . .
Tonight, she was going on a raid! And for the first time, she was going alone. She felt high with the strength of her arms and the tautness of her legs as she rowed, as high as she had felt on New Year's Eve when her mom had let her drink champagne, so even though she didn't like being out here all alone, floating above a deep, dark immensity she didn't want to think about, she wasn't about to turn back.
Scott would have come with her if she had told him about it, but tonight--tonight was personal. She was not just skulking and peeking in windows for a joke, or scrounging a few leftover Heinekens from an outside cooler. Not that she didn't miss having him along. She wouldn't mind a warm body beside her floating into this dark moonlit haze.
As a steady breeze blew over the lake, the water churned, pushing her farther out than she liked. But it wasn't far now.
She knew what she was doing was wrong. But a while back, being bad had stopped feeling bad. Scott had helped with that. So many rules were stupid. He had shown her a whole new way of thinking. You had to make your own way.
Tonight was about making something really wrong right again.
She stretched. Her arms ached. She wasn't used to rowing so much, but then, her original plans for the year hadn't included breaking into someone's house. She hadn't exactly trained for it. She had been forced into it. Three days before, the mail brought a letter addressed to her mother from a law office. That scared her. Her mother wasn't around, so she had opened it. A so-far nice day turned real bad right then. The letter said they were about to be evicted. The landlord wanted his money, and he wanted it right now.
When her mom came home Nikki held the letter in her face, making her read it. "What is this?"
"Don't worry, honey," Daria had said in that drifty way she had. As if everything took care of itself somehow. As if they weren't going to have to pack their things in boxes in about two weeks and go squat in a condemned building. Nikki sat her down, tried to have a practical conversation with her. Where was her last paycheck?
Gone. They had had a lot of back bills to pay.
Not worth screaming about. The bills never got paid until the third notice because they weren't Daria's priority. At least this time she hadn't gotten rooked by some guy who was off to make his mark as an artist or a musician in Vegas.
What about her job? Nikki had asked. Where were the paychecks? Oh, she had lost that job a few weeks ago. She didn't want Nikki to worry and had planned to tell her just as soon as she had another one, which would be any day now.
Nikki had decided. They would resort to the unthinkable. They would borrow money, using Grandpa Logan's land in Nevada for collateral. That was when her mom got nervous and darted around the living room rearranging trinkets.
Finally, Daria had admitted it. She had sold the land to Nikki's uncle Bill for twelve hundred stinkin' dollars.
Her mom shrugged, saying what was done was done. "That land is in the middle of nowhere and it's basically worthless. He did us a favor."
"Where's the money?" Nikki had asked. Maybe Grandpa's land would perform a heroic rescue. Maybe it would save their home. But no. Her mom had already spent that too paying a few other late bills. The money was gone, just like everything else. Like her dad. Like the security she had once had: that she would have lunch money or new shoes in the fall.
Her mom had never grown up. She trusted everybody, even Uncle Bill. He had never helped them out before and he hadn't helped them out this time. Nikki knew darn good and well that land was worth more than he had paid. All you had to do was to check out the Reno Gazette. Land in Nevada was going up, even scrub desert in the foothills. You couldn't buy land for thirty bucks an acre. You couldn't buy anything for thirty bucks, period. He had taken advantage of her mom's totally inept sense of business.
All of which she had told her mom.
"Oh, honey. Your uncle's a very savvy businessman. Believe me, he knows how much that land is worth."
Duh! He knew, all right, but he was smart enough not to pay it.
Her next thought was, okay, she would talk to him, maybe just ask him to pay a fairer price for Grandpa's acres. But that was dreaming. He couldn't stand her or Daria, because they were poor and he was rich. Sometimes Nikki even thought Uncle Bill was afraid of her, maybe because of her smart mouth.
But they were really in the pits this time, so she thought, we'll ask him for a loan. But anytime she and Daria had been hurting in the past, he had made sure to joke about how stupid it was to loan money to relatives, rubbing his clean surgeon's hands together and watching to make sure they got it.
That made up her mind. She would go to his house, find money, and take it. She had studied the newspaper classifieds. She figured the land was, rock-bottom minimum, worth twice what he paid. She was sure he kept cash around the house. She would take no more than what he should have paid them in the first place. Tomorrow, before he had time to call the police or something dumb like that, she would 'fess up.
Because, let's face it. He owed them.
From the Hardcover edition.
Meet the Author
PERRI O'SHAUGHNESSY is the pen name for two sisters, Pamela and Mary O'Shaughnessy, who live in Hawaii and California, respectively. Pamela graduated from Harvard Law School and was a trial lawyer for sixteen years. Mary is a former editor and writer for multimedia projects. The authors of Acts of Malice, Breach of Promise, Obstruction of Justice, Invasion of Privacy, and Motion to Suppress, they are currently working on their next Nina Reilly novel. Readers can contact Perri O'Shaughnessy at firstname.lastname@example.org.
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Nina Reilly remains grieving the loss of her husband seven months ago and though she feels the killer may return, she knows she and her son Ben must get on with their lives. Insomnia plagues her so she heads into the desert seeking peace. One night while wandering out there, she sees a plane followed by a flash of light as the aircraft obviously exploded. At approximately the same time as the crash, someone murders plastic surgeon Bill Sykes using a sword from the doctor¿s collection. The police arrest the victim¿s niece teenager Nikki Zack, a friend of Ben, for the killing. Ben persuades his mother to represent Nikki in court. Nikki was near her uncle when an unknown person killed him. She hid in the bushes by the nearby swimming pool until it was safe to leave. However, she left her blood at the scene. Nikki¿s cousin died in the plane incident, leaving Nina believing a tie exists between the two events. Perri O¿Shaugnessy is a fantastic writer of action-packed legal thrillers that allows the non-attorney to understand the legalese while enjoying an exciting tale. In MOVE TO STRIKE, the suspects seem endless as each one has a powerful reason for killing the doctor. Nina is a superb character whose basic honesty and goodness make for a strong individual, but whose flaws make for a real and likable person. Fans of Nancy Taylor Rosenberg will not want to miss this winner. Harriet Klausner
This is the best mystery that Perri has written. Wonderful characters, beautiful locales and a great ending make this a book to grab and brag about!
This is the second I've read of Perri O'shaunassey and I loved it so much. Very good suspense and great twists I couldn't stop thinking of this book until I was finished. I loved the ending, It was so great. And I love the way Nikki got a great break for her and her mother!!! I couldn't stop reading !!! I can hardly wait until I start Writ of Execution.