Point Blank (FBI Series #10) [NOOK Book]


FBI Agents Lacey Sherlock and Dillon Savich face the most explosive case of their careers, pitting them against an unstable villain-with a very long memory.

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FBI Agents Lacey Sherlock and Dillon Savich face the most explosive case of their careers, pitting them against an unstable villain-with a very long memory.

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The tenth installment of Catherine Coulter's FBI saga (Blowout, Blindside, et al.) may be her most action-packed, psychologically intense thriller to date. As husband-and-wife agents Dillon Savich and Lacey Sherlock are faced with the most intimately frightening case of their careers (apprehending a psychopath obsessed with evening the score with Savich for some long-ago injustice), FBI special agent Ruth Warnecki is busy trying to unravel the bizarre mystery of a murdered music student found in a rural Virginia cave.

Coulter hits the ground running at full speed in Point Blank, beginning the novel with Warnecki deep underground following an old treasure map to what she hopes is a cache of stolen Confederate gold that was intended for General Lee more than a century earlier. Someone -- or something -- overpowers Warnecki in the dark, and she blacks out, regaining consciousness with amnesia. After a surreal assassination attempt, Warnecki eventually remembers her identity and revisits the cave with Savich and Sherlock, only to find the body of a woman, definitely dead and definitely embalmed. Meanwhile, a madman and his sadistic teenage sidekick are on a mission to enact unholy retribution on Savich and Sherlock…

Blending liberal amounts of psychological suspense and police procedural mystery with a smidgen of romance, the prolific Coulter's FBI novels (all of which can be read as stand-alone thrillers) will appeal to a surprisingly wide range of readers, from those who follow Nora Roberts, Sandra Brown, and Tami Hoag to fans of writers like John Lescroart, Michael Connelly, and Lee Child. The cover says it all: great read guaranteed. Paul Goat Allen
Publishers Weekly
Coulter's new thriller romance (Blowout, etc.) opens with Ruth Warnecki lost in a cave in rural Virginia while fellow (married) FBI agents Dillon Savich and Lacey Sherlock are hot on the tail of a psychotic dirty old man (Moses Grace) and his flirtatious teenage partner (Claudia), who've kidnapped a smalltime comedian. Coulter fans know if they suspend belief-really suspend belief-she'll deliver page-turners filled with good guys battling bad guys as well as enjoying domestic tranquility. After Ruth makes it out of the cave, she's cared for by Dixon Noble, the local sheriff and ex-New Yorker with two kids and a missing wife; then Ruth and the gang return to the cave to discover the body of a murdered music student. Lacey and Dillon consult MAX the miracle computer about Moses while Dix introduces Ruth to his domineering father-in-law, Chappy, and musician Gordon, Chappy's geriatric lech of a brother. Coulter alternates between the search for the student's killer and the hunt for Moses, cases tied together only by the FBI agents solving them and the theme of criminally insane grumpy old men. Coulter continues to prove more convincing describing virtue than vice, which means that sympathetic characters and happy endings take precedence over serious detective work. (On sale Aug. 23) Copyright 2005 Reed Business Information.
Library Journal
Welcome back FBI agents Dillon Savitch and Dave Carver, out to rescue Pinky Womack from a crazed kidnapper. Too bad the (putative) kidnapper seems to have an intimate knowledge of Savich's life and that of his wife, agent Lacey Sherlock. A Doubleday and Literary GuildR main selection. Copyright 2005 Reed Business Information.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781101214947
  • Publisher: Penguin Group (USA)
  • Publication date: 8/23/2005
  • Series: FBI Series , #10
  • Sold by: Penguin Group
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 368
  • Sales rank: 10,598
  • File size: 479 KB

Meet the Author

Catherine  Coulter
Catherine Coulter is the author of sixty-five novels, almost all of them New York Times bestsellers. She earned her reputation writing historical romances, but in recent years turned her hand to penningwith great successcontemporary suspense novels. The Cove spent nine weeks on The New York Times paperback bestseller list and sold more than one million copies. The Maze was Coulter's first book to land on The New York Times hardcover bestseller list.A review of The Maze in Publisher's Weekly stated that it "was gripping enough to establish Coulter firmly in this genre." Coulter continues to live up to that promise with twelve more New York Times bestselling FBI thrillers, including her most recent title Whiplash. Coulter's 15th FBI thriller Split Second will be released in 2011.

Catherine Coulter's first novel, The Autumn Countess, was published at the end of 1978 when she had just reached puberty. It was a Regency romance because, as she says, "as any publisher will tell you, it's best to limit the unknowns in a first book, and not only had I grown up reading Georgette Heyer, but I earned my M.A. degree in 19th century European history."

Following The Autumn Countess (a Gothic masquerading as a Regency, she says), Catherine wrote six more Regency romances. In 1982, she published her first long historical, Devil's Embrace. She has continued to write long historicals, interspersing them with hardcover contemporary novels, beginning with False Pretenses in 1988.

She pioneered the trilogy in historical romance, each of them very popular. They include: Song, Star, Magic, Night, Bride, Viking, and Legacy trilogies. She enjoys trilogies because she doesn't have to say good-bye to the characters and neither do the readers.

Catherine grew up on a horse ranch in Texas. She graduated from the University of Texas and received her masters at Boston College. Prior to becoming a full-time writer, she worked on Wall Street as a speechwriter for a company president. She loves to travel and ski, reads voraciously, and has a reputation for telling jokesbelieving the publishing business is too crazy not to laugh. Catherine lives in Marin County, California with her physician husband and her three cats.

Catherine Coulter loves to hear from readers. You can e-mail her at ReadMoi@aol.com.


The author of dozens of bestsellers, Catherine Coulter made her Romance debut with 1978's The Autumn Countess, a fast-moving story she describes as "a Gothic masquerading as a Regency." Six more Regency romances followed in quick succession; then, in 1982, she penned her first full-length historical novel, Devil's Embrace. She counts several trilogies among her most popular historicals, notably the Bride Trilogy -- which, in turn, spawned an ongoing story sequence featuring the beloved Sherbrooke family of Regency-era England.

In 1988, Coulter tried her hand at contemporary romance with a twisty little page-turner called False Pretenses. Her fans ate it up and begged for more. Since then, she has interspersed historicals with contemporary romantic thrillers (like the novels in her bestselling FBI series) in one of the most successful change-ups in the history of romance publishing.

Good To Know

Suspense writer Catherine Coulter tells us her top ten sleuths and her top ten heroes. We think you'll be as intrigued by her answers as we were ...

Hercule Poirot
Jane Marple
Inspector Morse
Jack Ryan
Indiana Jones
Pink Panther
Sherlock Holmes
Sid Halley

Harry Potter (Every Single Book)
Colin Firth as Darcy
S.C. Taylor from Beyond Eden
Lucas Davenport
Dillon Savich
James Bond (Sean Connery)
Jack Bauer
John McClain (All Die Hard)
Shrek (l & 2)
Arnold Schwarzenegger

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Point Blank

By Catherine Coulter

Putnam Publishing Group

ISBN: 0-399-15322-5

Chapter One

Ruth froze. From the moment she'd finessed the pathetic lock and begun her trek into the cave, there'd been only the noise made by bats and the sound of her own voice, of her own breathing. But now she held her breath. Her mouth was suddenly as dry as the sandy floor beneath her boots. She strained to listen.

There was only silence, as absolute as the blackness.

All right, she'd take silence. Silence was good. She was alone, no monsters hanging around at the edge of her light. She was freaking herself out for no reason, she, who took pride in her control. But why couldn't she see any cave walls?

She knew the rough distance of a foot, not much longer than her own foot, and started counting. When she reached about fourteen feet, she stopped, stretched out her hand as far as she could, and her flashlight and head lamp cut a huge swath farther ahead of her. No wall. All right, so her distances were off. No problem, no reason to panic.

But she'd heard something-for an instant. What was the noise she'd heard?

She kept counting and crawling forward. At least another twenty feet. Okay, this was ridiculous. Where was the opposite wall?

She rose to her feet, shone her head lamp and flashlight together in a circle around her. She pulled out her compass again and pointed it. She stared at the needle. West. No, that couldn't be right. She wasn't facing west, she was facing east, the direction of the opposite wall. But there was no sign of a wall in any direction. She shook the compass. It still read west. It couldn't be functioning properly.

She stuffed it back in her pocket and pulled her hefty twenty-five-foot measuring tape off her belt. She slowly fed out the metal strip in a line directly in front of her, into the blackness. Finally she reached the end of the tape. There was no wall.

She felt fear, raw and paralyzing, crawl right up her throat. Why was she feeling this way? She was a cop, for heaven's sake, she'd been in much tougher spots than this. She prided herself on her focus, on her ability to keep panic at bay, on her common sense. Nothing could shake her, her mother had always said, and it wasn't necessarily a compliment.

But she was shaken now.

Get back on track, Ruth, get back on track, that's what Savich would say.

All right, bottom line: The chamber was bigger than the damned map said it was. Another effort at misdirection, like the arched doggy door covered with a slab of limestone. So what? No big deal. She'd go back out of the chamber and think things over. How many feet had she come? A good long ways. She turned and fed out the measuring tape back toward the archway. Naturally, she couldn't see the arched opening beyond the dissipated circle of light from her head lamp. She crawled on the tape to make sure she kept in a straight line. When she reached the end of it, she fed out a second twenty-five feet. Nothing. Then another twenty-five feet. She shone her head lamp together with her flashlight all around her. Nothing at all. She looked at her compass. It said she was moving northeast. No, that was absurd. She was heading due west, right back toward the opening.

She looked up again, realized that her flashlight had faded away into a ghostly beam. All right, she'd walked a mile, who cared? And the compass was all screwed up. She didn't need it to make her think she was crazy. She stuck it in her pocket, picked up the tape and fed it out another twenty-five feet, sure she'd see the archway at any moment. She'd come a hundred feet. At any moment, the tape would slither right through the opening back into the corridor. She crawled more slowly. By the time she'd crawled the full twenty-five feet, she was shaking.

Stop it, stop it. She pressed the retract button and heard the hiss of the tape as it smoothly ran back in. She stood there, holding the tape, knowing she was afraid to feed it out again. What was the point?

No, no, that was stupid. She had to. She had no choice. She fed out the tape again, smoothly and quickly. But even as she worked it out to its maximum twenty-five feet, she knew in her gut it wouldn't touch anything. Still, she crawled the distance, then stopped, looked. She was nowhere, surrounded by black; she was being pressed in by black. No, no, stop it.

She knew she'd crawled in a straight line, but it was obvious now that she hadn't; it was the only explanation. She'd veered off to the left or right. But still, shouldn't the tape measure hit a wall? Of course it should, but you're not near a wall, are you? You're not near anything at all.

Ruth began to move in a circle, keeping the measuring tape fully extended. No wall, nothing.

She was losing it, her brain was twisted up, gone squirrelly. At a wave of dizziness and nausea, she sat on the floor, barely breathing now. She felt cold raw fear skitter through her, a deadly fear that made the hair on her arms stir. Her heart pounded, her mouth was dry.

And she thought, I'm in the middle of a void and there's no way out because I'm trapped in a black hole larger than anything I can imagine.

That thought, fully blown clear and as bright headlights in her brain, shook her to the core. Where had it come from? She couldn't seem to draw a deep breath, couldn't seem to focus her brain. This was ridiculous. She had to think her way out of this. There was an answer, there was always an answer. It was time to get her brain working again. All right then. She was in a cave chamber. She'd simply crawled in farther than she'd thought, the ridiculous chamber was much larger than on the map -

She heard the noise again, a soft, sibilant sound that seemed to be all around her, but there were no visual reference points, like a snake slithering through sand, a snake so heavy it made a dragging sound as it pulled itself along. It was a snake that was coming toward her but she couldn't see it, couldn't get out of the way, couldn't hide. Maybe it was one of those South American boas, thick as a tree trunk, heavy and sinuous, probably twenty feet long, dragging itself toward her; it would wrap its huge body around her and squeeze - She jerked the compass out of her pocket and hurled it as far away from her as she could. She heard it thud lightly against the cave floor.

The sound stopped. Once again the silence was absolute.

She had to get a grip. Her imagination was having a hoedown.

Stop it, just stop it, you'rein a damned squiggly hole deep in the side of a mountain, nothing more than a maze.

Maybe now she was at the center of the maze - bad things could happen at the center of a maze, things you didn't expect, things that could crush your head, smash it into pulp, things - She was lost in the silence, she would die here.

Ruth tried to concentrate on breathing slowly and deeply, drawing in the blessed fresh air, and that strange sweet smell, on cutting off the absurd images that wanted to crash into her brain to terrify her, but she couldn't seem to. She couldn't find anything solid, anything real, to latch onto. The fear danced through her. She yelled into the darkness, "Stop being like your father, stop it!" To her relief, the sound of her own voice calmed her. She managed to clamp down on the panic. All she had to do was follow the straight line of the tape measure. It was metal, it couldn't turn into a circle, for heaven's sake, she'd follow it and end up somewhere, because there had to be a somewhere. Her heart slowed its mad hammering, her breathing became smoother. She leaned down and spread the map on the floor, held the flashlight close.

The only crazy thing here was the damned lying map. After all, the arch wasn't where the map showed it to be. The arch, that was it, she'd gone through the wrong arch. Maybe, just beyond where she'd stopped looking, she would have found the arch the map showed and crawled into the right chamber. Or maybe the map was just a trap.

But the fresh air, where was it coming from?


Ruth felt her head begin to pound, felt saliva fill her dry mouth, felt a scream bursting from deep in her gut. She knew in that instant she was going to die. She stood up, weaved a bit, and listened for the noise. She wanted that noise. She would go toward it; there had to be something alive, and she wanted to find it. It wasn't a huge serpent- no, that was ridiculous. Oh God, her head was going to explode. The pain nearly sent her to her knees. She grabbed her head with her hands. Her fingers sank into her head, into her brain, mixed with the gray matter, and it was sticky and pulsing, and she screamed. The screams didn't stop, just kept spurting out of her, louder and louder, echoing back into her head, through her wet brains oozing between her fingers. It took all her strength to pull her fingers out of her head, but they felt wet and she frantically rubbed them on her jeans, trying to wipe them clean, but they wouldn't come clean. She was crying, screams blocking her throat, then bursting out, so loud, filling the silence. Please, God, she didn't want to die. She started to run, stumbling, falling, but she scrambled up again, didn't care if she slammed into a wall. She wanted to hit a wall.

But there weren't any walls.


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  • Posted April 12, 2013

    Highly recommended

    Love all her books -

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 2, 2013

    Another good one.

    I liked the part where Savich was takingbcare of Sherlock after she got hurt.

    2 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 10, 2012


    Well written but unbelievable. I enjoy series with new and repeating characters and am very disappointed in the turn this series is taking. One must suspend belief in reality and basic good investigative practices to make this serier a success. Perhaps it is for a much younger and very gullible reader. Such a shame for a talented author. Bunny

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 22, 2012


    Yea... whatever. Talk to you never. Walks away plnning never to talk to him again. Jerk.

    1 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 21, 2012

    Gwyneth Stiletto

    Wakes up before dawn. Stands up and shrugs on her satchel. Leaves.

    1 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 9, 2014


    That guy posted somethin to ya
    The one at ask res 1

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 9, 2014


    He also wanted to get home to so he went down thw alley next to that one. He smelled her blood and then his eyes flared red. Then he fliped out and climbs the building to see where she was.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 9, 2014


    She walks down the street yawning after her double shift at work. She just wanted to get home so she decided to risk it and go through the alley.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 27, 2014


    Good start. Add meh but not Dawn.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 27, 2014

    What's my name?: Prolouge

    "Do you think he's ready?" A stern voice came out. "Yes." Another one said. I looked up to see a Yellow earth pony. And a Green pegasues. Both were male. "Where am I?" I said. "The pegasues said "Knock Nitro out." "Wait wh--." I was hit in the by a large metal object and my eyes closed.

    (Nitro POV after being knocked out)

    I woke up to see a ton of random ponies. All male. "What's going on." I ask. "You tell me." another one said. "What's your name?" Said the pony again. "I don't know. I think it's Zander." They all looked at me. "Well Zander I think we should show you around. Got it. Good let's go." I followed the Unicorn. Where am I?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 31, 2014

    Excellent book

    Love Catherine coulter's FBI series. Great reading!

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  • Posted November 15, 2013

    more from this reviewer

    great read

    I do enjoy these books. Really pull me in.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 23, 2012

    Athena to Ninco

    U here? Athony said u were.

    0 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 18, 2012

    Elana to guthix

    Shut up you son of a two headed creep. I dont know who your parent is but your definetly not the brightest so that rules out athena. And your not the cutest so no aphrodite. I see no happiness coming from you so apollo is out. And you love war and being a freakin loser to everyone you talk to so your porbably ares. Stop being mean to innocent people you a$$hole. Compliments of me and rain.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 16, 2012


    Nite guys

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 23, 2012


    *he gets up and sighs. He takes a quick shower and puts on some clothes. He sits down at a table and rubs his forehead*

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 12, 2012

    Great! Great! Great!

    Another good book in the FBI series.

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  • Posted September 30, 2011

    Good read!

    Coulter's books are moderately predictable, but each one has a slight twist that grabs you. Savich and Sherlock are delightful characters so you keep reading book after book if only to see what antics they'll go through to get out of the next situation to befall them.

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