The Other Woman (Jane Ryland Series #1)by Hank Phillippi Ryan
Reporter Jane Ryland is tracking down a candidate's secret mistress just days before a pivotal Senate election. Detective Jake Brogan is investigating a possible serial killer that may be hunting down Boston's young women under the city's bridges. As the body count rises and election looms closer, it becomes clear to Jane and Jake that their cases are
Reporter Jane Ryland is tracking down a candidate's secret mistress just days before a pivotal Senate election. Detective Jake Brogan is investigating a possible serial killer that may be hunting down Boston's young women under the city's bridges. As the body count rises and election looms closer, it becomes clear to Jane and Jake that their cases are connected...and that they may be facing a ruthless killer who will stop at nothing to silence a scandal.
Dirty politics, dirty tricks, and a barrage of final twists, The Other Woman is the first in an explosive new series from Hank Phillipi Ryan. Seduction, betrayal, and murderit'll take a lot more than votes to win this election.
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“Nonstop action, written from the rare perspective of one who knows the news business from the inside out… Ryan grabbed me on page one. As current as today's headlines, The Other Woman is a wholly entertaining read. Just when you think you know it all, Ryan surprises with another twist.” Sandra Brown
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The Other Woman
By Hank Phillippi Ryan
Tom Doherty AssociatesCopyright © 2012 Hank Phillippi Ryan
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"Get that light out of my face! And get behind the tape. All of you. Now." Detective Jake Brogan pointed his own flashlight at the pack of reporters, its cold glow highlighting one news-greedy face after another in the October darkness. He recognized television. Radio. That kid from the paper. How the hell did they get here so fast? The whiffle of a chopper, one of theirs, hovered over the riverbank, its spotlights illuminating the unmistakable — another long night on the job. And a Monday-morning visit to a grieving family. If they could figure out who this victim was.
A body by the river. This time, the Charles, down by the old dock. Her legs, black tights striped with mud, leather boots, one zipper down, splayed on the fallen leaves and slimy underbrush on the bank. Her head, chestnut hair floating like a punk Ophelia, bobbing and grotesque in the tangled weeds.
Too bad I can't call Jane. She'd love this.
Jake's yellow beam of light landed on that Tucker kid, notebook out and edging toward the body. Rubber boots squished in the muck of the riverbank, still soft from Boston's run of bad-luck weather. "Hey, you, newspaper kid. Out. This means you. You don't wanna have to call your new editor to bail you out."
"Is it a serial killer?" A reporter's voice thin and reedy, carried in the chill wind. The neon green from the Boston Garden billboards, the purple beacons decorating the white-cabled Zakim Bridge, the glaring yellow of the chopper's spots colored the crime scene into a B-movie carnival. "Are you calling it a serial killing? You think it's one person? Was she killed the same way as the other?"
"Yeah, tell us, Jake," another voice demanded. "Is two murders serial?"
"One a couple weeks ago, one today, that's two." A different reporter's voice. "Both women. Both by water. By bridges. Both weekend nights. Both dead. That's serial. We're going with that. Maybe ... 'the River Killer.'"
"We are, too. The Bridge Killer."
"Have you figured out who the first victim is?"
"Outta here, all of you!" Jake tucked his flashlight under one arm, zipped his Boston Police–issue brown leather jacket. Reporters scrambling to nickname a murderer. Crazy. What does Jane always say? It bleeds, it leads? At least her stories aren't like that. A siren screamed across Causeway Street; then the red-striped ambulance careened down the rutted side street. Every camera turned to the EMTs scrambling out the opening ambulance doors.
No need for them to hurry, Jake thought. His watch showed 2:15 A.M. She'd been dead for at least three hours.
Just like the other woman.
* * *
Jane Ryland had thrown up after the verdict.
She'd twisted her damp hair away from her face, avoided the mirror, and contemplated how long she could hide in the Suffolk County Courthouse ladies' room. Forever would be good. Instead, she'd gritted out a smile for the scrum of cameras as Channel 11's defense attorney promised her television colleagues an immediate appeal of the jury's decision. The two then marched down the granite steps of the courthouse, the lawyer's pin-striped arm protectively across Jane's shoulder, as if a million-dollar damage verdict were the honorable cost of doing journalism business.
But soon after, Jane could read the counterfeit smiles, rescheduled meetings, abysmal story assignments. Her TV reporting career was over. She'd protected a source, but nobody was protecting her.
MILLION-DOLLAR MISTAKE, the headlines screamed. RYLAND NAMES WRONG MAN AS JOHN IN SEX-FOR-HIRE CASE. Indy rag Boston Weekly called her "Wrong-Guy Ryland."
Jane knew she hadn't been wrong. There'd been no mistake, but it didn't matter. Days later she was fired.
"And most incredibly bogus of all, they pretended it wasn't about the verdict." Jane had banged out a bitter and bewildered e-mail to her pal Amy. Once newbie co-anchors together in Iowa, Amy had landed a high-profile reporter gig in Washington, D.C., then Jane got a similar deal in Boston. Amy's star was still rising. Plus, as she never let Jane forget, she was married.
"After three years of promos, all those promises," Jane typed, "they said they wanted to 'go another direction' with their political coverage. Are you kidding me? There's an election coming. It's the biggest story since the Kennedy thing. What the hell other direction can they go?"
"I'm so sorry, Janey honey," Amy typed back. "They had to blame somebody. Everyone hates TV reporters. And everybody hates TV. I'm probably next, you know? We should have gotten real jobs, kiddo."
Now Alex Wyatt — Register city editor Alex Wyatt, of all people! — was about to offer Jane a real job. Such as it was. At least the Register's headlines had been objective. GROCERY MAGNATE WINS SLANDER SUIT.
Jane closed her eyes briefly at the memory. Dad would take care of her, if it came to that, even urge her to come home to Oak Park. Then he'd probably urge her to go to law school, like younger sister, engaged sister, good sister Lissa. Dad would be supportive, at least try to be, but Dr. Ryland never approved of failure. She was on her own. And she'd be fine.
Perched on the couch in Alex's new and already file-strewn office at the Boston Register, surrounded by the clutter of his half-unpacked boxes, Jane was working hard at being fine.
She wished she could just say no. Leave town. Change her name. Forget the jurors, forget the verdict. Talk to her mom just one more time.
But reality included a hefty mortgage on her condo, payments on her suddenly extravagant Audi TT, looming utility bills, and evaporating severance pay. She'd once reported heartbreakingly headlined stories about the terrors of unemployment. Now she was unemployed. Jane knew she'd tell Alex yes.
"I vouched for you with the bigs on the fifth floor." Alex positioned a framed Columbia J-school diploma against one beige wall, raised his wire-rimmed glasses to his forehead, then marked the wall with a pencil, turning his back to her. "Told 'em you were nails on the street. Tough and fair. Beat me on a couple stories, that's for sure. The hospital thing last year, remember?"
I sure do. "The hospital thing" was an overnight stakeout of a politician injured in a suspicious hit and run. Alex and Jane, each refusing to leave while the other kept watch, shared the last of the murky coffee. Jane had secretly contemplated sharing a lot more than coffee. Luckily, as she later admitted to Amy, she'd checked Alex's third finger, left hand. Taken. At least she'd eventually gotten an exclusive interview with the victim.
Alex was still talking. "But here at the paper, we respect reporters who protect their sources. We don't fire them. Told 'em I figured your source threw you under the bus."
He turned to her, glasses back in place and pencil now behind his ear. "Speaking of which. About the case. Sellica Darden told you, didn't she? She had to be your source. Want to talk about it? Off the record?"
Not now, not ever. "Lawyers, you know? The appeal?" Jane smoothed her black wool skirt over her knees, carefully pulling the hem over her best black leather boots. Looking anywhere but at Alex. Why didn't life have an "Undo" button? She hadn't realized she was risking her career for Sellica. She tried to keep the sorrow out of her voice. "I can't. I really can't."
Alex narrowed his eyes. "There's nothing that'll hurt the paper, though, right? Nothing'll come back to bite us? All any of us has is our reputation, you know?"
"Right," Jane said.
Mortgage. Heat. Health insurance. Food. Mom would have said, "Jane Elizabeth, you should remember every closed door means another door opens."
"You can trust me, Alex. I know times are tough for newspapers. I'm grateful Jake — Detective Brogan — called you about me. I'm grateful, really, for the opportunity."
The room went silent.
Maybe Alex was getting cold feet, no matter what Jake had told him. Maybe no one would trust her again. The jury was wrong, not her. But how can you battle perception? Jane gathered her black leather tote bag, ready to be dismissed. Maybe it was too soon. Or too late.
Leaving his framed diploma propped on top of a peeling radiator, Alex leaned against the side of his battered wooden desk. He smiled, running a hand across its pitted wood. "They told me T. R. Baylor himself, founder of the Register, used this very desk back in the day. Brinks job, Mayor Curley, the Boston Strangler. All the Kennedys. They offered me a new desk, you know? But keeping this one seemed right."
Jane smiled back. "Wonder what T.R. would think about your Internet edition? And maybe there's a new Boston Strangler now, the one they're calling the Bridge Killer."
"Times change; news doesn't," Alex replied. "People sure don't. The Register's covering it, but we're not calling anyone the Bridge Killer yet, that's for sure. Who knows if those killings are connected? But yeah, you can't understand the future if you don't understand the past. I'm hoping this desk reminds me of that."
He pulled a yellow pad from a pile beside him, flipped through the top pages, then held up a hand-drawn calendar. In several of the pencil-line boxes was written JANE.
"Anyway," Alex continued, pointing to the schedule. "You're dayside. We're all about teamwork, and saving bucks, so I have you sharing a desk with Tuck. Tuck's covering the 'bridge killings' — whatever you want to call them — always out, so you'll probably never see each other."
She was in. She felt a reassuring flutter of the real Jane. I'll scoop the hell out of those jerks at Channel 11. "Sounds absolutely —," she began.
"I have to give you a six-month tryout," Alex interrupted, gesturing "upstairs" with his notepad. "Fifth floor says that's the deal. Are you with us?"
Jane managed a network-quality smile. Even if "network" was no longer in her future.
"You got yourself a newspaper reporter," Jane said. She looked square into the city editor's eyes, telegraphing she was not only the right choice to cover the election and share a desk with Tuck, whoever that was, but a valuable addition to his staff as well. One who did not make mistakes.
His eyes, however, were trained on the screen of his iPhone.
"Alex?" she said. If he dissed her on day one, she had low hopes for the teamwork he promised. But, facts be faced, her hopes were fairly low to begin with. She was still navigating the raw stages of grief over her dismissal from Channel 11.
It had been a while since her heart was broken.
Jane had avoided all the good-byes. She'd gone to the station one last time, after midnight. Packed her videotapes, Rolodex, fan mail, and three gilt-shiny award statues; stashed the cartons in the musty basement of her Brookline brownstone. The next two weeks she'd wrapped herself in one of Mom's afghans, parked herself in a corner of her curvy leather couch, and stared at her television. A screen no longer her domain.
She hadn't gone outside the apartment. Hadn't answered e-mail or the phone. A couple of times, drank a little too much wine.
Dad had been brusque when she called to tell him. "You must have done something wrong," he'd said. It was okay. Even after all these years, Jane knew he was still missing Mom. She was, too.
Mrs. Washburn from downstairs had appeared with the mail, bearing her famous mac and cheese, Jane's favorite. Little Eli, the super's starstruck eight-year-old, tried to lure her, as always, into an Xbox marathon. Steve and Margery, once her producer and photographer, sent white tulips, with a note saying, "Television sucks," and suggesting beer.
"Television sucks" made her laugh. For about one second.
Week three of unemployment, she'd had enough. She had clicked off the television, cleared out the stack of empty pizza boxes, and popped open the résumé on her laptop. The next day she rolled up the blinds in her living room, dragged the unread newspapers to the curb, and had her TV-length hair — the stylist called it walnut brown — cut spiky-short. She savagely organized all four closets in her apartment and dumped her on-air blazers in a charity bin. She'd listened to every one of her voice mail messages, and one was Jake. With a lead on a job at the Register.
And now she had an offer. Such as it was.
"Sorry, Jane, had to answer that text. So? Can you start tomorrow?" Clicking off his blinking screen, Alex tucked the iPhone into a pocket of his tweedy jacket. He'd been promoted from senior political reporter to city editor in time for the Register's geared-up election coverage. Once Jane's toughest competition, Alex Wyatt — "Hot Alex," as Amy persisted in calling him — was about to become her superior.
Jane couldn't ignore the irony. The up-and-coming Jane Ryland, award-winning investigative reporter. Crashed on the fast track and blew it at age thirty-two. Possibly a new land speed record for failure. Her smile still in place, she pretended she hadn't noticed her potential new boss had ignored her.
"You got yourself a reporter," Jane said again. Now she just had to prove it.CHAPTER 2
"You want what?" Jane struggled to keep her voice even. Day two of the new Jane, only nine fifteen on Tuesday morning, and her vow to be upbeat was taking a beating. Alex, leaning against his chaos of a desk and offering her a bulging file folder, was asking the impossible.
Find Moira Kelly Lassiter? How?
An hour earlier, Jane had bought a subway fare card at the Riverside T station, then grabbed a soggy cup of coffee from the instantly inquisitive guy at Java Jim's.
"Aren't you —?" he'd begun, his eyes calculating.
"No." She'd almost burst into tears. Not anymore. It seemed like everyone was looking at her. They all knew who she was from TV. And now they all thought she'd made a mistake.
"You are too!" he'd yelled after her. "You cut all your hair off, but you're the one who ..."
But she was through the turnstile and into her new life. Through the newly opened door. She glanced skyward, at Mom. Gotcha.
Unfolding the Register as the train racketed through Brookline's yellowing maple trees and plunged into the subway underground, Jane tried to keep her elbows from poking the sleeping commuter beside her. Bridge Killer stuff, of course, on the front page. Wonder if Jake —? She wished she could call him. Get the scoop.
Her heart fluttered, tempting her. Maybe one call, briefly, just to — No way. She turned the page. Pushed Jake out of her mind. She was focused on a new job, not on an off-limits relationship. Not on the only man in the past year or so — since Alex — who'd made her wish that ...
Governor Lassiter was up in the polls, according to the Register's latest. Election looming. Lassiter's wife canceling her schedule again. Gable campaign scrambling. No issues. No depth. The Register needed her.
Jane had crossed the busy street in front of the Register's six-story yellow-brick offices and yanked open the heavy glass door, in the throes of a high-speed mental pep talk. Her lawyers promised they'd appeal the verdict. Maybe Sellica would change her mind. Jane would be vindicated. Channel 11 would clamor to take her back.
And tomorrow she'd be extra nice to Java Jim.
Jane had beeped her new ID card through the security reader, waved to the guard at the front desk, punched the elevator button. Punched it again, for punctuation. She'd tackle this newspaper challenge, same way she'd tackled every tough problem. On her own.
Except now, hearing her first assignment — it seemed semi-impossible. She reached up to worry her hair, a left-over-from-J-school nervous habit, but her hair wasn't there anymore.
"So, Jane?" Alex came from behind his desk, urging the manila file folder toward her. In tasseled loafers, wire-rimmed glasses, and loosened tie, casually attractive, he still seemed more rumpled-preppy street reporter than influential news executive. His wife — having removed him from Boston's most-eligible-bachelor list — was some corporate honcho. "Here's the background I had Archive Gus dig out for you. Lots of photos. Think you can find her?"
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Meet the Author
A former US Senate staffer and political campaign aide, HANK PHILLIPPI RYAN is the investigative reporter for Boston's NBC affiliate, and has won twenty-seven Emmys and ten Edward R. Murrow awards. A bestselling author of four mystery novels, Ryan has won the Agatha, Anthony, and Macavity awards. She's on the national board of directors of Mystery Writers of America and Sisters in Crime.
Ilyana Kadushin is best known for her narration of the Twilight audiobook series, and has worked on other audiobooks, including The Memory Keeper's Daughter, Post Grad and Dune, which won an Audie Award. Her other voice work includes national commercials, animation, and popular video games such as Lord of the Rings.
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Politics, Scandals, Investigations...and Boston as a Backdrop. Author Hank Phillipi Ryan combines the perfect ingredients for a good Boston suspense novel. While it's not my favorite of her books, I did appreciate the clever twists and turns that form the backbone of her story. I agree with some of the other readers...some parts didn't hold my attention and were a bit confusing. The end was quick, but I did enjoy it. I think it's difficult to write about a scandalous campaign and successfully keep a reader guessing. Thankfully, characters were colorful as well as the setting. Looking forward to reading more of Hanks' books. J.R. Reardon, author, "Advice and Consent"
Wow! In this fast-paced and action-filled narrative, newspaper reporter Jane Ryland's assignment and homicide detective Jake Brogan's murder investigation turn into a kaleidoscope of duplicity and when it was all over, only the strong survived. This was an awesome read that quickly became a page-turner that I could not put down. I was immediately drawn into this suspenseful drama where the action never stops from the first page to the explosive finale. I had no choice but to take this nail-biting journey wondering what happens next when both Jane and Jake separately connect the dots on this roller coaster ride of intrigue. This is a terrific start in this debut series and I look forward to more thrilling exploits with Jake and Jane, wherever it takes them.
Stories that could have some facts based in truth pull me in quickly as realistic actions and fantasy characters play out in an intriguing tale of murder and suspense that is plausible. Author Hank Phillippi Ryan puts these elements together in her latest thriller, THE OTHER WOMAN, with great results. Narrator Ilyana Kadushin does an excellent job bring the characters to life providing each with their own distinct voice. She has a flare for expressing the emotional ups and downs throughout the story causing you to feel the excitement as the tension mounts. Protecting one’s source is extremely important to rising T.V. star Jane Ryland. It’s so important she loses her job when she refuses to reveal a source involving charges against a prominent businessman. Landing a job as a newspaper reporter working for a former rival, she’s assigned puff pieces. However, as Jane goes about her job she discovers a candidate for Senate may be hiding a secret mistress just days before a pivotal election and it seems his wife thinks so too. Meanwhile, Boston Detective Jake Brogan is busy investigating a possible serial killer and trying to keep the media from dubbing the suspect as ‘the bridge killer.’ Two bodies of unidentified women have been found by bridges and Jake isn’t making much progress. When the body count rises, the third victim turns out to be someone connected to the case involving Jane’s dismissal from T.V. Jane and Jake begin to realize their cases may be related. As they battle their attraction for one another, they each set out to find a ruthless killer bent on silencing a scandal or making a name for himself. The action is fast-pace and filled with highs and lows true to reporting. Ryan’s detailed descriptions of the Boston area places you in the heart of the action with the characters making the setting a major part of the story. There are twists and turns and just when you have it figured out, another turn takes you in a different direction as dirty politics, revenge, betrayal and seduction lead to murder. Ryan’s journalism background shines through in THE OTHER WOMAN. She has created a dedicated journalist in Jane as she deals with high standards for reporting and her desire to have a forbidden relationship. Jane has strength and determination, but also a vulnerable side. Jake is a dedicated cop trying to do the right thing as he battles his feelings for Jane. While at times there appears to be not one but several other women, in the end there is truly only one that is THE OTHER WOMAN. Will it be who you think it is? This is a adrenaline-driven story that will hold you captive from opening paragraph to the last line. Jane and Jake, a crime-fighting duo to rival Lois and Clark. FTC Full Disclosure - This audio book was sent to me by the publisher in hopes I would review it. However, receiving the complimentary copy did not influence my review.
A great book, filled with twists and turns that keep you guessing until the very end. A wonderful read with interesting characters, a timely plot, and an abundance of suspense. Highly recommended.
Loved the story of Jane and Jake. Can't wait to see what the next exciting adventure is for them. Hank Phillipi Ryan, writes with an amazing flow that captivates you from page one. A Perfect book to read to see if you can find out who dun what. Excellent and beautiful story line, makes you wish you could jump into the book and help Jane. Hank, hit this out of the park, you could almost feel yourself being in Boston. Classy read just like the wonderful person that Hank is.
Warning: Do not start this book late in the evening if you plan to sleep the same night. Once you begin reading Hank Phillippi Ryan's The Other Woman you will not be able to put it down. Ryan is a master of the believable thriller. Jane Ryland, star television investigative reporter, is fired by her station and forced to grab a lowly newspaper job. As the newbie reporter Jane is assigned to interview the reclusive wife of the leading Massachusetts senatorial candidate. Her cubicle mate gets the assignment Jane lusts for -- a possible serial killer stalking Boston. While her maybe boyfriend, police detective Jake Brogan, hunts the killer, Jane's supposedly simple interview sends her down a rabbit hole of campaign intrigue and infidelity. But who is truly unfaithful and the identity of the Other Woman will surprise you more than once. My only complaint -- Jane's cell phone is so intrusive it practically becomes a character. A minor quibble in an otherwise great read.
I think Ryan has a flair for developing a mystery, and she includes some interesting twists and turns in her books. But I find the Jane-Jake dance tiring, as well as the almost constant references to how tired Jane is, and how many times her phone rings when she can't answer it (I admit to being in awe of her ability to drive around Boston, though). Also, I thought the motivations of the bad-guy characters here could have been better developed, and the Tuck-roomie thing a little weird. I've always thought Ryan was a good reporter (I live in the Boston area and have seen her on television many times) and has insight to local news and politics that most of us miss. I get the impression, though, that she's got great ideas for mystery plots but not enough time to make the books great, and that's a shame.
This book is sloppy. The story is confusing characters have no debth. To me it was a very shallow mystery. It was a news paper reportet looking for a story with all the devious things they use and.. makes you not ever want to talk to a reporter. Plus jane is to concerned with herself. Alos the book was to long could have been a short story. Was not worth the read.
The Other Woman is a plot-twister of a novel set in Boston involving a strong and sexy cop, Jake Brogan, and a smart and savvy newspaper reporter, Jane Ryland, as they struggle to find a serial killer and follow a political campaign while trying to ignore their draw to one another. When the murder investigation and campaign seem to overlap, Jake and Jane are thrown into each others worlds and have to face what their growing attraction could mean to both of their careers. Steven King once said, "Good books don't give up their secrets all at once." and Hank Phillippi Ryan has proven that with The Other Woman. This is a book that keeps you turning pages to find out its secrets and just when you thought you figured them out they twist and turn into something new. Hank knows how to build suspense. I could not put this down and stayed up way to late promising myself just one more chapter. I HAD to know what happened next. That is what I love about a good book and this one is a great one! Victoria Allman author of: SEAsoned: A Chef's Journey With Her Captain
Jake Brogan is following leads in two deaths….women who the media believes were killed by “The Bridge Killer”….Jane Nyland is trying to get her life back together after refusing to reveal a source and losing her job and her credibility…..she takes a job at a newspaper and doesn’t want to do the local stories that no one cares about…..she is trying to track down “The Other Women” in a Senate election. Will Jake and Jane figure out if their stories are connected? Who is willing to kill women in Boston without a second thought? Will it be to avoid political scandal or is there more to the story? I have watched Hank Phillippi Ryan on my Boston news for years, but until I read her books, had no idea what reporters (especially investigative reporters) go through for stories, including the danger involved if they try to investigate the wrong person! I have a new found respect for the job that she does! If you have not read her four earlier books, now is the time to read a story that will keep you on the edge of your seat, and keep you reading long into the night! Think you have the story figured out? Guess again! The plot twists and turns and keeps you guessing, taking you through the streets of Boston, with an inside look at crime fighting and journalism. You will not want to put this book down! Another amazing book by and equally amazing author, Hank will be on your favorite authors list before you are finished with the book! Don’t miss this one! Thanks Hank for another thrilling ride!
There is more than one “Other Woman” in this new novel by Hank Phillippi Ryan [following her 2010 “Drive Time,” the fourth in the terrific Charlotte McNally series]. This time she introduces a new female journalist, Jane Ryland. For Jane, the other woman she is trying to track down is the one she suspects of being the paramour of Owen Lassiter, the political Golden Boy, charismatic former Governor and current candidate for Senate, in whose life there is, perhaps, more than one “other woman.” For Jane’s not-quite-significant other, Detective Jake Brogan, of the Boston PD, the “other woman” is the one whose dead body is discovered [on page one], the second in a week found in the river, under one of Boston’s bridges, with nothing to identify her: no ID, not even a pair of shoes, for the police to work with. The tabloids have of course dubbed the women as victims of The Bridge Killer, though the police vehemently deny that a serial killer is in their midst. And there will be more “other women” before this tale is through. Jane’s personal backstory plays an important part in the plot: an award-winning investigative tv reporter, when she refuses to give up her source on a scandalous piece she did about a married businessman magnate who patronized a prostitute, she and the tv station for which she covered the story are found guilty in the ensuing defamation lawsuit, a million-dollar verdict the result. She is, of course, promptly fired, although she soon manages to get a job as a reporter on a Boston paper. On the romantic front, she and Jake find that their respective professional obligations make any relationship difficult, at best. Other bodies turn up, and the ‘serial killer’ theory harder to deny. The political story as well is a tough one for Jane to uncover. There are a couple of females who could be described as potential stalkers, their motives unclear. But who was the real threat? And who the killer? The author sleekly weaves together several threads, with corresponding and changing pov, each time leaving the reader with mini-cliffhangers, and building the suspense to the point that this reader was racing through the pages in the final third of the book. Ms. Ryan’s bona fides in writing about a media reporter turned print journalist, involved in a political fray, are hard-won: She is a multiple-Emmy-Award-winning reporter on Boston’s NBC affiliate and former US Senate staffer and political campaign aide, and her credentials are evident on every page. I found this a terrific summer read, and it is highly recommended.
A delightful page turner. Great Boston setting and believable characters.
I enjoyed this book, the first I've read by this author. Fast moving, interesting characters, and a reasonably believable plot. Will read more by this author.
An intriguing read with lots of plot twists. After The Other Woman I’m eager to read more Hank Phillippi Ryan novels.
I had never read books by this author, Hank P. Ryan before, but after I read that one I have ordered three more. They are fun to read, not "predictable" as some are, and not so repetitive. I hope to read all her books eventually..
Like life, the story has it's disconnects which is frustrating to read, but real. good story.
Fast moving keeps you reading
A fast paced thriller.
Always good books.
How timely can it get? Hank Phillippi Ryan's new book/audiobook reads like it's torn from the front pages of today's newspapers! I thought it was timely when I was listening to it during the Romney/Obama campaign. Boy, did I have no idea! This is a fabulous book which gives the perspective of a young woman who's caught between a blockbuster story and everyone who wants to be "off the record." Every newswoman's nightmare. Jane Ryland, the main character, is a tough and tender news reporter who would do anything to protect her sources, and does. She's also feisty and ferocioius when it comes to those she wants to protect in her private life. Coupled with the sometimes "off the cuff" love of her life, Jake Brogan, an equally manned-up cop, she does all she can to help turn a campaign on its ear, solve the mystery of the (several) other woman, and dig into the case of The Bridge Killer, a seemingly serial killer loose in Boston. A lot for one woman and a cop to deal with while they steal kisses and longing looks! Boston becomes another actor in this hot and heavy thriller, which I absolutely loved. The town is home to me, and Ryan describes it so well as she chases after big stories and people of interest. More of this would be wonderful as Jane becomes a series persona! This is a fast-paced, heavy hitter of a book. Never a dull moment as Jane works to find the other woman within a maze of different senarios. Misadventures, mistaken identities and miscrossed situations make this a story that won't let up for one second! If you wonder how things can get so tangled in the headlines, read this one! The twists will defy even your attention! I listened to this audiobook while preparing jewelry items for market this last month. It stopped me dead in my tracks on several occasions. Hot and searing in its complexity...it doesn't let go until the wrap up at the end. I recommend it!