One of Those Malibu Nights [NOOK Book]

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New York Times Bestselling Author of Meet Me in Venice

It was just one of those Malibu nights, dark as a velvet shroud, creamy waves crashing onto the shore, breeze soft as a kitten’s breath....

But when Private Investigator to the stars, Mac Reilly, hears the sound of a woman’s scream over the crashing waves, his low-key beach-bum lifestyle is changed forever. A beautiful, distraught woman wearing only a ...

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Overview

New York Times Bestselling Author of Meet Me in Venice

It was just one of those Malibu nights, dark as a velvet shroud, creamy waves crashing onto the shore, breeze soft as a kitten’s breath....

But when Private Investigator to the stars, Mac Reilly, hears the sound of a woman’s scream over the crashing waves, his low-key beach-bum lifestyle is changed forever. A beautiful, distraught woman wearing only a black lace negligee stands in the doorway of a fabulous beach house. In her hand, a gun, and it’s pointed directly at him.

Mac escapes her bullet, but barely. Who is that woman? Days later she’s disappeared and the Smith & Wesson she almost killed him with finds its way into his car.

Not so coincidentally, Allie Ray, star of the big screen and America’s sweetheart, has also gone missing. The two women are connected, and Mac suddenly finds himself tangled up in a web of deception. He’s going to need some help if he’s going to get to the bottom of it all.

This is where Sunny Alvarez comes in. Sunny and Mac have an on-again, off-again relationship. Lately it’s been more off than on. But now he needs her more than ever. Together they go on a quest that takes them from Southern California, to the beaches of Mexico, to the streets of Rome, and the countryside of France. All the while they’re one step behind an elusive murderer and one step ahead of an actress who wants nothing more than to get lost….

With Elizabeth Adler’s trademark descriptions, plot twists, and irresistible characters, One of Those Malibu Nights is beach-reading suspense at its best.


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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly

Mac Reilly, an L.A. PI who hosts a cold case crime show called Mac Reilly's Malibu Mysteries, investigates a hot case or two in this sparkling novel of romantic suspense from bestseller Adler (Meet Me in Venice). Mac is strolling along the Malibu shore when he hears a female scream from a neighbor's house. Rushing to the rescue, Mac encounters a young woman with "the face of a naughty angel," who points a handgun at him. When the gun goes off by accident, Mac makes a hasty exit and later learns he's met one of the girlfriends of Ronald Perrin, a "billionaire investment mogul" married to Hollywood actress Allie Ray, who wants a divorce. Ron asks Mac to find out who's following him, while Allie hires Mac to discover who's stalking her. When Allie vanishes after the Cannes Film Festival, the fun really begins. Infused with Malibu glamour and set in alluring locales in Mexico, Italy and France, this summertime read offers plenty of romantic élan and international intrigue. (July)

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Library Journal

Handsome PI Mac Reilly and his intrepid (and gorgeous) girlfriend, Sunny Alvarez, brave the wilds of Malibu and southern France to save the life of a beautiful movie star from a stalker. Throw in a movie mogul and a crazed business partner, and the chase really gets complicated. Veteran romantic suspense author Adler (Meet Me in Venice) keeps all this glamour moving at a steady clip.


—Teresa Jacobsen
From the Publisher
"Adler's story is perfect reading material for a hot day. Her descriptive words whisk readers away for a walk on the beach or to an outdoor cafe to savor a cup of coffee."

RT Book Reviews

 

"Offers plenty of romantic élan and international intrigue."

Publishers Weekly

 

"The perfect beach read for mystery lovers."

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781429926836
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 7/8/2008
  • Sold by: Macmillan
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition description: First Edition
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 400
  • Sales rank: 426,387
  • File size: 2 MB

Meet the Author

ELIZABETH ADLER is the internationally acclaimed author of twenty-two novels. She lives in Palm Springs, California.

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Chapter One It was not the kind of night, nor the kind of place, where you’d expect to hear a woman scream. It was just one of those Malibu nights, dark as a velvet shroud, creamy waves crashing onto the shore, breeze soft as a kitten’s breath.

Mac Reilly, Private Investigator, was walking the beach alone but for his dog. His lover, Sunny Alvarez, had taken off for Rome after a slight "disagreement" concerning their future. But that was an ongoing story.

Mac lived in the famous Malibu Colony, habitat of movie stars and showbiz moguls and megabucks persons of every sort, each one richer than the next, give or take a couple of million, or in some cases billion. Their fancy beachside mansions didn’t look so fancy from Mac’s angle, but then the beach was also not an angle from which most people ever got to see them. In fact the public rarely got to see them. The Colony was gated and guarded, one gate in or out, and though the beach had free access it was only along the water’s edge with no loitering. Any unknown caught prowling along it at midnight would be in for some tough questioning.

The Colony’s mansions were mostly the simple second or even third homes of rich people, understated in their beach chic and with the narrowest bits of oceanfront deck known to man, at a cost per square foot that boggled the accounting.

Mac’s own place was a more modest dwelling, a forties bungalow he had bought cheap years ago in the big real estate slump and which had once been owned, or so he’d heard, by the old-time movie star Norma Shearer. Or was it Norma Jean? Norma or Marilyn, it made no difference. A shack was a shack whichever way you looked at it.

The house’s saving grace, apart from its ritzy location and the view, was a small wooden deck with steps that led directly to the beach. It wasn’t unknown in a winter storm for the ocean to come thudding at the wooden pilings under that deck, slapping over the rails until Mac felt as though he were on a boat, but he liked the excitement and even the possible danger. He was happy in Malibu, he wouldn’t live anywhere else if you paid him. Except maybe Rome for a week or two, in the company of Sunny.

Mac kind of looked the PI role, six foot two, longish dark hair still thick on the head, thank God, even though he was forty. Dark blue eyes, kinda crinkled from too many days on the beach and too many nights spent propping up bars in his youth. No facial hair—Sunny didn’t like it. A lean athletic build, which since he was a lazy guy gym-wise, was mostly earned from jogging along the beach with his rescued three-legged, one-eyed mutt of a dog, Pirate, who was pretty fast when he had the wind behind him.

Pirate was Mac’s best buddy, and you’ve never seen a more perky little tyke. With his long spindly legs and ragged gray-brown fur, plus a severe underbite that left his bottom teeth exposed in a perpetual grin, he’d win Malibu’s ugliest dog contest easy.

Of course Sunny adored Pirate, even though she wouldn’t let him near her Chihuahua, Tesoro. Strong on the claws, quick with a bite and weighing all of three pounds, Tesoro outsmarted Pirate at every turn.

Sunny believed it was the animosity between their dogs that was preventing their marriage, but Mac was not quite certain on that score. Why spoil a good thing? Sunny and he were good together just the way they were, i.e., unmarried.

Sometimes Mac thought maybe it was his alter ego that appeared on your TV screens Thursday nights, in real-life documentary style reinvestigating old Hollywood crimes, of which there were more than you might imagine. His show was titled Mac Reilly’s Malibu Mysteries, with yours-truly looking extra-cool in the Dolce & Gabbana black leather jacket Sunny had bought him.

When she’d told him it was a Dolce, Mac had had no idea what she meant. It sounded like Italian ice cream to him. Later, he’d discovered it was an Italian designer and the jacket was without doubt the coolest garment he owned. Soft and pliable as wet putty it had become part of his on-screen image, though God knows he was more usually to be found in sweats slouching up Malibu Road to Ralphs super-market in search of beer and dog food, or breakfasting in Coogies coffee shop in a T-shirt and shorts rather than decked out in black leather.

Anyhow, the show, which took old murders and reck-oned to solve them, had given him some kind of fame. It was all relative of course, because as everybody knew in Hollywood, once your show went off the air you were as forgotten as last week’s dinner. And now it looked as though Mac’s time had come and gone and the show was likely not to return for another season. Too bad, because the income had come in handy and he’d gotten to keep his day job, investigating for all those nice rich folk. And surprisingly many of them were genuinely nice. Plus they had the same troubles as everybody else. Sex and money. In that order.

He gave Pirate the low whistle that meant get the heck back over here, and the dog came running from whatever exciting secrets he’d found on Malibu’s most expensive bit of shore. Together, they turned and headed for home. They were strolling along, minding their own business, listening to the crash of the waves, breathing in the salty ocean air and keeping an eye out for shooting stars, all that romantic stuff. And then they heard the scream.

High pitched. Quivering. Terrified.

It didn’t take a PI to figure out that the screamer was female. And that she was in trouble.

Excerpted from One of Those Malibu Nights by Elizabeth Adler

Copyright © 2008 by Elizabeth Adler

Published in 2008 by St. Martin’s Press

All rights reserved. This work is protected under copyright laws and reproduction is strictly prohibited. Permission to reproduce the material in any manner or medium must be secured from the Publisher.

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    Posted July 26, 2013

    Loved the story.....

    Loved the story.....

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    Loved it!

    Loved this book... always something happening and never a lull

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 23, 2008

    Very Disappointing

    Very poorly written. As a mystery lover, what good is a mystery where its obvious who the villain is at the beginning, but the hero is shocked at the end to figure it out. As a Hollywood insider, (although it will be to all who read it) it was thoroughly unbelievable and ridiculous. I wasted my time.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 22, 2008

    Not her best work.

    I have loved Adler's previous books, especially 'House in Amalfi,' but found this one slow, unbelievable, and at times annoying and ridiculous. I couldn't even finish it. Borrow it from the library, don't invest.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    A fast-paced whodunit

    Southern California private investigator Mac Reilly hosts the cold case mystery show ¿Mac Reilly's Malibu Mysteries¿ he enjoys leading his audience on investigations of unsolved cases. Mac is walking his dog on the beach by his home Malibu Colony at night thinking about his lover Sunny Alvarez who left for Rome after they argued. When he hears a scream from a nearby home, Mac immediately races to the location to be of assistance. He arrives only to have a beautiful female point a gun at his face a gun that goes off just missing him. Mac leaves before he is hurt as he knows this is one of these crazy nights.------------ Later he learns his accidental shooter is one of the zillion Ronald Perrin girlfriends. Perrin is an investment billionaire married to Hollywood actress Allie Ray, who plans to divorce her philandering spouse. Ironically, Ron hires Mac to find out who is following him and Allie hires Mac to find out who is stalking her. Following her appearance at Cannes, Allie vanishes changing Mac¿s surveillance cases to something more sinister.--------------- This fast-paced whodunit moves from California to Europe to Mexico and back to Malibu, as Elizabeth Adler, known for her overseas thrillers, provides an entertaining whodunit. Mac is fabulous as a PI turned reality host having a married couple as seperate clients even though he knows that he could have some ethics issues if he has to testify in court at their divorce suit. Fans will relish his Hollywood polished Noir as ONE OF THESE MALIBU NIGHTS is a fun private investigation tale.------------ Harriet Klausner

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