The Second Perimeter (Joe DeMarco Series #2) [NOOK Book]


Mike Lawson’s thrillers featuring Joe DeMarco, fixer for John Fitzpatrick Mahoney, the hard-drinking, glad-handing, womanizing speaker of the House, have won him a dedicated following of readers and lots of critical praise. His last two books, House Secrets, and House Justice have increased his readership, with strong reviews (including Marilyn Stasio in the New York Times), several "best of" list mentions, and award nominations.

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Mike Lawson’s thrillers featuring Joe DeMarco, fixer for John Fitzpatrick Mahoney, the hard-drinking, glad-handing, womanizing speaker of the House, have won him a dedicated following of readers and lots of critical praise. His last two books, House Secrets, and House Justice have increased his readership, with strong reviews (including Marilyn Stasio in the New York Times), several "best of" list mentions, and award nominations.

Originally published by Doubleday in 2006, The Second Perimter was the second novel featuring Joe DeMarco, an average guy frequently tossed into deep waters. Lawson had a thirty-year career in the Navy as a senior civilian. He was a nuclear engineer responsible for their nuclear power program on the west coast. He's smart, and knows first hand how government works (and doesn't), and how power plays out in real life.

More than any book in this series, The Second Perimeter draws on Lawson's background. In The Second Perimeter, when the Secretary of the Navy’s nephew tells him that two colleagues at a U.S. Naval base are committing fraud, he is skeptical. Reluctant to launch an official investigation based on a relative’s vague suspicions, the Secretary asks Mahoney to send his guy DeMarco to check out the story.

As DeMarco and his friend Emma, a semi-retired intelligence agent, begin to investigate what they thought was a low-stakes government swindle, they come to the terrifying realization that an espionage ring has infiltrated the naval base. The leader of the espionage ring is a woman with whom Emma has a history dating back to the Cold War. Their encounter destroyed the other woman’s once promising career and turned her into a ruthless operative who cares about only one thing: destroying Emma. DeMarco has never been near a spy in his life - at least not that he ever knew of – but now he’s mixed up in a deadly conflict with a foreign agent more lethal than anyone he’s ever encountered. Not only is Emma’s life in danger, but Mahoney’s as well.

Lawson has written one excellent novel after another over the past few years. Grove/Atlantic is publishing his new hardcover, House Divided, in the summer of 2011, and it has been getting great advance reviews, including starred reviews from Booklist and PW. With two novels under contract beyond House Divided, the series has legs, and will keep leading readers to the fantastic books where it all started.

Praise for The Second Perimeter

“A rich variety of spies, former spies, and criminal operatives entangled in a deady and suspenseful war of attack and reprisal. What could be more entertaining?” –Thomas Perry

“Lawson again ratchets up the suspense and takes DeMarco on a wild ride.”—The Oregonian

“At once a solid thriller and a revealing look behind the scenes of American politics.” –Booklist

“Proves that Lawson’s fine debut was no fluke. While the author’s prose is highly readable and his plot fast-paced, it’s the character of DeMarco, a man of insecurities, weaknesses and outright defects, that separates this new series from the herd. DeMarco also has a dry, self-deprecating sense of humor that contrasts nicely to the solemn gravity of his professional circumstances.”—Publishers Weekly
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Joe DeMarco returns for a second adventure after last year's excellent debut, The Inside Ring. This time out DeMarco, an unofficial operative for the Speaker of the House, is asked to casually look into a security company that may be price gouging the government for its services at a U.S. naval base. However, DeMarco's innocent investigation quickly becomes a deadly matter of national security, involving stolen top secret information, murder and a ruthless Chinese agent out for revenge. Poe does an excellent job reading this complex thriller, providing just the right pace to keep the thrill quality of the material high, yet pulls back when needed in order to present the more human and less melodramatic aspects. He is especially adept in bringing out the humor laced lightly through the book. Poe gives DeMarco a ruffled, slightly put-upon but ultimately heroic persona, a solid, multileveled characterization. Karen DiMattia's abridgment should also be noted, as her judicious cutting manages to keep the story moving at a ready clip but never sacrifices coherency or character. Simultaneous release with the Doubleday hardcover (Reviews, May 29). (July) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780802194732
  • Publisher: Grove/Atlantic, Inc.
  • Publication date: 12/25/2011
  • Series: Joe DeMarco Series , #2
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 528
  • Sales rank: 31,912
  • File size: 3 MB

Meet the Author

Mike Lawson served for years as a senior civilian executive for the United States Navy. He is the author of the highly regarded political thriller The Inside Ring. He lives in the Pacific Northwest.

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The Second Perimeter

By Mike Lawson

Random House

Mike Lawson
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0385515324

Chapter One


DeMarco pulled his car into a parking space at the Goose Creek Golf Club in Leesburg, Virginia. He got out of the car, shut the door, and had walked twenty yards before he remembered that he hadn't locked the car. He went back to the car, jammed down the knob to lock the door, then slammed the door harder than necessary. It bugged him, particularly this morning, that his Volvo was so damn old that it didn't have one of those cool little beeper things to lock the doors.

On his way into work DeMarco had taken a detour to a used car dealership in Arlington. He'd passed by the place a couple of days ago and had seen a silver BMW Z3 sitting on the corner of the lot, posed like a work of art. The car had sixty-four thousand miles on the odometer, the leather seats were sun-faded, and DeMarco wasn't sure he could afford it-but he wanted a convertible and he was sick to death of his Swedish box on wheels. He had just started to dicker with the salesman when Mahoney's secretary called and told him that Mahoney wanted him down at Goose Creek before he teed off at nine.

He found Mahoney on the practice green, about to attempt an eight-foot putt. DeMarco watched in silence as Mahoney squared his big body over the ball, took in a breath, and stroked the ball. He hit it straight but too hard, and the ball rimmed the cup and shot offperpendicular to its original vector.

"Son of a bitch," Mahoney muttered. "Greens're fast today."

Yeah right, DeMarco thought, like they waxed the grass just before you got here.

Mahoney was almost six feet tall and broad across the chest and back and butt. A substantial, hard gut gave balance to his body. He was in his sixties; his hair was white and full; his features all large and well formed; and his eyes were the watery, red-veined blue of a heavy drinker. He dropped another ball onto the grass.

"The guy I want you to meet," Mahoney said, looking down at the ball, "will be here in a minute. He just went up to the clubhouse to get us some beer." Mahoney stroked the ball smoothly and this one dropped in. "Now that's better," he said.

DeMarco knew Mahoney had been a fair athlete in high school-football, basketball, and baseball. He hadn't competed in college because he went into the marines at seventeen, and when he was discharged, his right knee shredded by shrapnel, the only sports he played had involved beer steins and coeds. But even in his sixties he exhibited the hand-eye coordination of an athlete, and in spite of his size, moved lightly on his feet.

"Here he comes now," Mahoney said, dropping a third ball onto the practice green, this one about ten feet from the cup.

Walking toward the green, carrying a small cooler designed to fit in the basket behind the seat of a golf cart, was a man about Mahoney's age. He was five eight, stocky, and had a round head with a flat nose and short gray hair. As he got closer, DeMarco could see his eyes: bright blue and surrounded by a million crow's feet from squinting into the sun. He had the eyes of a fighter pilot-which he'd once been. The man was the Secretary of the Navy, Frank Hathaway.

Hathaway, in turn, studied DeMarco, probably wondering what a hard-looking guy in a suit was doing standing on the practice green. DeMarco was five eleven and had broad shoulders, big arms, and a heavy chest. He was a good-looking man-full dark hair, a strong nose, a dimple in a big chin, and blue eyes-but he looked tough, tougher than he really was. A friend had once said that DeMarco looked like a guy you'd see on The Sopranos, a guy standing behind Tony while Tony hit someone with a bat. DeMarco hadn't thought that funny.

Hathaway acknowledged DeMarco with a nod then said to Mahoney, "Al's in the parking lot, talking on his cell phone. He'll meet us on the first tee. Andy won't be able to make it though. His secretary called and said there's a fire drill in progress, two Saudis they caught trying to cross in from Canada, up near Buffalo." Hathaway put the cooler on the ground near the golf cart and added, "I wouldn't have Andy's job for all the tea in China."

Andy, DeMarco knew, was General Andrew Banks, Secretary of Homeland Security.

Mahoney stroked the ball toward the hole. It dropped in. "Oh, yeah," Mahoney said. Gesturing with his putter at DeMarco, Mahoney said, "Frank, this is Joe DeMarco, the guy I was telling you about."

Hathaway stuck out a small, hard hand and DeMarco shook it.

"John says you do odd jobs for Congress," Hathaway said to DeMarco.

"Yes, sir," DeMarco said.

John was John Fitzpatrick Mahoney, Speaker of the United States House of Representatives, and DeMarco worked for him-although no organizational chart showed this to be the case. DeMarco had a small office in the subbasement of the Capitol and he performed for Mahoney those tasks the Speaker preferred not to dole out to his legitimate staff. DeMarco liked to think of himself as Mahoney's personal troubleshooter-but odd-jobs guy was accurate enough.

"There's Al," Mahoney said, pointing his blunt chin at a golf cart driven by a man so tall that his head almost touched the canvas roof of the cart. DeMarco recognized him too: Albert Farris, a onetime forward for the Portland Trail Blazers and currently the senior senator from Oregon.

Just four guys playing a round of golf: a United States senator, the Speaker of the House, the Secretary of Homeland Security, and the Secretary of the Navy. The fact that it was a weekday morning could mean that something more was going on than a game of golf-or it could mean they all just felt like playing. You never knew.

"Joe, do you golf?" Hathaway said.

"Uh, well . . . ," DeMarco said.

"Yeah, he plays," Mahoney said as he pulled a can of beer from the cooler and popped the top.

"Well since Andy can't make it, why don't you play the front nine with us?" Hathaway said. "You ride with me and I'll tell you what I need while we're playing."

Meaning Hathaway didn't want to delay his game talking to DeMarco about whatever this odd job was.

"I'm not exactly dressed for it," DeMarco said, gesturing at his clothes. DeMarco was wearing a freshly dry-cleaned suit, a white shirt, and his favorite tie. "And I don't have any clubs," he added, already knowing that the only excuse that would work was polio.

"Aw, just take off your jacket," Mahoney said. "It's fuckin' golf, not football. And you can share Frank's clubs. Let's get goin'."

Shit. And he was wearing brand-new loafers and they'd cost him a hundred and fifty bucks on sale.

"Yeah, sounds great," DeMarco said. He removed his tie, folded it carefully, and put it in the inside pocket of his suit jacket. He then took off his suit jacket and placed it neatly in the little basket on the golf cart. Immediately after he did so, Mahoney put the beer cooler in the basket, squashing down his jacket.

At the first tee he was introduced to Senator Farris. Farris was six foot seven. He had no excess fat on his body and his arms still looked strong enough to rip a rebound out of an opponent's hands. During his playing days he'd been the team enforcer, the guy they sent into the game to cripple the opposition's star. Farris's best shot had been an elbow to the ribs. He had short dark hair with a small bald spot on the top of his head, big ears, a beaky nose, and an expression on his face that seemed far too serious for someone about to play a friendly game of golf.

Hathaway told Farris that Banks wouldn't be coming and that DeMarco would be riding with him. "That's good," Farris said, "because I want Mahoney with me so I can keep an eye on him."

"Who's up?" Mahoney said, ignoring Farris's comment.

"I mean it, Mahoney," Farris said. "We're playing by the rules today. No mulligans, no gimme putts, and no, I repeat no, free kicks outta the rough."

"Aw," Mahoney said, "you're just sore 'cause I kicked your ass last time."

"You didn't kick my ass!" Farris yelled, then immediately looked around to make sure no one had heard him. Lowering his voice he said, "You won by one friggin' stroke and I still think you moved your ball on the tenth hole."

"Pure bullshit," Mahoney said. "Now get your skinny butt up there and tee off."

Jesus, DeMarco was thinking. And these guys actually run the damn country.

Farris's drive found the left side of the fairway two hundred and forty yards from the tee. Mahoney's tee shot was slightly longer, also ending up on the left edge of the fairway. Hathaway, who didn't have the bulk of the other two men, hit his shot a respectable two ten and it landed square in the middle of the fairway, as if the Titleist was a wire-guided missile.

This wasn't good.

DeMarco took a couple of practice swings with the driver he'd selected from Hathaway's bag. The grip on the club didn't feel right; it was too small for his hand, or something. "Uh, you know, I haven't played in a couple of months," DeMarco said.

"Yeah, yeah, come on, come on, take your shot," Mahoney said.

Mahoney was rushing the game and DeMarco suspected that this was a tactic to defeat Farris. Mahoney was never in a hurry. Ever. He did whatever he was doing at a pace that suited him. At his level, the next meeting didn't start until he got there.

DeMarco swung. He made good contact. It felt good. It sounded good. And the ball sliced so far to the right that it ended up on the adjacent fairway.

"Christ, Joe," Mahoney said. "You play that way, we'll be here all day."

As Hathaway drove the golf cart over to find DeMarco's ball, he said, "It's my nephew, my sister's kid. He's an engineer and he works at this navy shipyard. The thing is, he thinks some guys out there are committing fraud."

"What kind of fraud?"

"I'm not too clear on that," Hathaway said. "Something to do with some kind of bogus study and the people doing it overcharging the government. Dave, my nephew, he tried to tell his bosses what was going on, but according to my sister, they blew him off. Which is why she called me, all pissed, demanding I do something. Where the hell'd your ball go, Joe? I know it's in these trees somewhere."

DeMarco topped the ball on his next shot and it went about twenty yards. It was Hathaway's midget-sized irons, that's what the problem was. He hit a third shot and he was finally on the fairway-the right fairway.

"So anyway," Hathaway said, when they were back in the cart, "I'd just like you to check the kid's story out and tell me if he's really onto something. John says you've done stuff like this before and I wouldn't think this would be all that hard."

"I've been involved with whistle-blowers before but, well . . ."

"Yes, Joe?"

"Well, why don't you just call up somebody who works for you and ask them to look into it?"

Before Hathaway could respond there was a commotion across the fairway. Farris was yelling at Mahoney, pointing a long finger at something on the ground at Mahoney's feet. Mahoney had probably claimed that his ball was on the concrete cart path and the rules allowed him to move it. Whether his ball had actually been on the cart path was most likely Farris's issue.

"Jesus," Hathaway said, shaking his head. "Those guys are so damn competitive they take the fun out of the game. And Mahoney, well, I think he does bend the rules a bit."

No shit, DeMarco thought.

"You were asking why I didn't have somebody in my chain of command investigate this thing," Hathaway said. "The problem is, I'm the Secretary of the Navy, Joe. If I told my people to look into it, even if I told them to be discreet, in two hours there'd be twenty NCIS agents running around that shipyard questioning every swinging dick who works there. I don't want to cause that kind of ruckus based on a phone call from my sister. And, well, to tell you the truth, there's something else." Hathaway turned and looked away for a moment as if telling the truth bothered him. "You see, both my sister and her kid-it must be genetic-they both tend to be a little, ah, dramatic."

Now this was starting to make sense. Hathaway didn't trust his nephew and if he launched an official investigation based on a tip from a relative and the relative turned out to be wrong, Hathaway would be doubly embarrassed.

"I see," DeMarco said.

"So just check this out quietly. Okay?" Hathaway said. "Go talk to my nephew and see what he says. Interview these guys he's complaining about. If it turns out that there's something to what he's saying, I'll have facts from an independent source-Congress-and then I'll have it officially investigated."

"Okay," DeMarco said, not that he really had a choice.

On the sixth hole, Mahoney's and DeMarco's balls were both in the rough, approximately twenty yards apart. Farris was on the other side of the fairway looking for his ball and Hathaway, as usual, was in the center of the fairway.

Mahoney looked down at his ball-it was behind a small tree-then he looked over to where Farris was standing. "C'mere a minute," Mahoney said to DeMarco. DeMarco figured Mahoney wanted to know what he and Hathaway had been talking about.

As DeMarco approached Mahoney, he heard Farris yell, "Hey, Mahoney! What the hell are you doing over there, Mahoney?"

DeMarco looked over at Farris, and when he turned back toward Mahoney, Mahoney's ball was no longer behind the tree. Mahoney had used DeMarco to block Farris's view.

On the putting green, Farris said, "DeMarco, what did Mahoney do back there? Did he kick his ball out?"

"No, sir," DeMarco said.

"Don't you dare lie to me, DeMarco. I'm a United States senator and that fat son of a bitch is only a congressman. Now tell me the truth, son. Did he move his ball?"

"Come on, come on, let's get goin' here," Mahoney said. "And as usual, you're away, Farris."

Farris's ball was about six feet from the cup. As Farris took his putter from his bag, Mahoney said to Hathaway, "Frank, I'll betcha a beer Farris two-putts this hole. Just like when he choked on that free throw in the playoffs in Chicago."

DeMarco saw the senator's face flush crimson but he didn't say anything.


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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 12, 2013

    just getting better, off to read the next one.

    I enjoyed the first book, it keep me turning the page, but second Perimeter went so beyond just keeping me interested. Maybe because I was already involved in the characters, maybe the writing was just better, not sure but here's hoping that book three keeps getting better.

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  • Posted April 12, 2013

    A fun read.

    This was a fun book to read. Good characters and conflicts. Very suspenseful. For light reading and escaping into excitement, it can't be beaten.

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  • Posted July 23, 2012

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    Great book!!!

    These are just well written and fun to read. They kind of remind me of the old Spencer for Hire books. I love his descriptions of people and his humor. I also love his realness and flaws makes the book that much more enjoyable.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 2, 2012

    Good read

    I enjoyed this. It moved along pretty good and held my interest.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 11, 2012

    Good read.

    Great continuation of the Joe DeMarco character. Would recommend the entire 6-book series.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 6, 2012

    Bettert Better than the first Series gets better

    Engaging cast of characters keeps you wanting more.

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  • Posted March 30, 2012

    An engaging mystery with some welcome whimsy in the writing.

    This is a good book for settling back in your chair, tuning out the world and getting on with consistent entertainment. The second in the Joe DeMarco series, it brings back the original cast of characters and fleshes them out a little. I'll certainly continue with the series.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 10, 2012


    A definite race to the finish line! Another great read by Mike Lawson, and many more to look forward to in his collection. If you like suspense, mysteries, and action you'll enjoy this book.

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  • Posted March 7, 2012

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    Highly Recommended

    I have read all six in the series of good old "Joe DeMarco" by Mike Lawson and was trully entertained by them all. All the ongoing characters were attention grabbers and I couldn't help but take a liking to each in their own way. Would be glad to get more by Mike Lawson.

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  • Posted February 29, 2012

    Highly Recommend

    Love Mike Lawson's books. Always and adventure

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 26, 2012

    Kept me on the edge of my seat!

    Great read, I'm not sure how accurate Mr. Lawson is, but I woul venture to guess he's pretty spot on.

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  • Posted February 22, 2012

    Must Read Series!

    Joe DeMarco is a gumshoe at heart (even though he's a lawyer). His approach to investigating and solving problems is humerous in his observation of his surroundings and how he crunches the data. Note: Start with #1 in the series as it provides background info on other characters who will be present during the entire series.

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  • Posted February 15, 2012

    Bought all 6 in the series after reading the first one

    Great easy reading. Good character development. Believable current event plot-lines.

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  • Posted February 13, 2012

    You are the looser if you miss this.

    Mike Lawson keeps you turning the pages as fast as you can. What a good book. I hope he keeps writing for a long, long time.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 12, 2012

    Highly recommended.

    I was so impressed by Lawson's first book that I am reading his entire
    Joe Marco series.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 20, 2012

    Definitely a good read

    Lots of action to keep you going.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 18, 2012

    Second Perimeter

    Lawson writes interesting political intrigue and takes you in unexpected directions. Sometimes he seems to lean one way, sometimes the opposite way. I like political fiction that doesn't lean heavily to one side, but sees the flaws all around.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 17, 2012

    Another winner!

    Once again Mike Lawson has delivered a thrilling story as Joe DeMarco and well-connected friend Emma become involved in a case of the theft of Navy secrets masterminded by someone from Emma's past who is out for revenge. Lots of plot twists keep the reader engaged until the very end. Now it's on to the next book in the DeMarco series!

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  • Posted September 26, 2009

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    Second Perimeter--good characters, implausible plot

    Mike Lawson has written a series (four, so far) with a protagonist who is a non-practicing attorney who works for a Speaker of the House rather resembling Tip O'Neill. He is the speaker's errand boy for sensitive situations and works "off the books" in an obscure Capitol basement office. This effort is set in the Pacific Northwest, involves espionage and some rather unlikely plot line and a violent but very improbable foe. What I like is the background--Lawson has a good touch for describing the House and how it works. I did not like this one as much as the other two novels in the series, but would recommend it and will probably buy his latest.

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  • Posted September 20, 2009

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    Reverse Order

    Mike Lawson's Joe DeMarco novels only recently became part of my library. I started with the most recent, House Secrets, which I liked a lot, and worked my way back to House Rules (not as good) and now to The Second Perimeter, which I enjoyed a lot.
    DeMarco is a lawyer who works for the Speaker of the House, John Mahoney, doing those things that the Speaker would prefer not be connected to him. DeMarco has a friend, Emma, who used to (maybe still does) work for the DIA and has the special skills and numerous contacts you would expect from someone in that line of work. They make an interesting combination of characters.
    In Perimeter, the action takes place in the Pacific Northwest, involving spies in navy shipyards and a former Chinese superspy returned to haunt Emma and make everyone's lives miserable. There's plenty of action, none of it blatantly contrived to make a story. It's a good read.

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