The Panther (John Corey Series #6) [NOOK Book]

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Anti-Terrorist Task Force agent John Corey and his wife, FBI agent Kate Mayfield, have been posted overseas to Sana'a, Yemen-one of the most dangerous places in the Middle East. While there, they will be working with a small team to track down one of the masterminds behind the USS Cole bombing: a high-ranking Al Qaeda operative known as The Panther. Ruthless and elusive, he's wanted for multiple terrorist acts and murders-and the U.S. government is determined to bring him down, no matter the cost. As latecomers ...
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Anti-Terrorist Task Force agent John Corey and his wife, FBI agent Kate Mayfield, have been posted overseas to Sana'a, Yemen-one of the most dangerous places in the Middle East. While there, they will be working with a small team to track down one of the masterminds behind the USS Cole bombing: a high-ranking Al Qaeda operative known as The Panther. Ruthless and elusive, he's wanted for multiple terrorist acts and murders-and the U.S. government is determined to bring him down, no matter the cost. As latecomers to a deadly game, John and Kate don't know the rules, the players, or the score. What they do know is that there is more to their assignment than meets the eye-and that the hunters are about to become the hunted.

Filled with breathtaking plot turns and told in John Corey's inimitable voice, THE PANTHER is a brilliant depiction of one of the most treacherous countries in the world and raises disturbing questions about whether we can ever know who our enemies - or our allies - really are.
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Anti-Terrorist Task Force agent John Corey and his FBI agent wife Kate Mayfield return in a sleek, well-plotted thriller about an Al Qaeda operative, a perilous Yemen posting, and some threats that didn't appear in any early scenario.

Publishers Weekly
Former NYPD detective John Corey brought down Libyan terrorist Asad Khalil, aka The Lion, in 2010's The Lion, and now he's hunting another big cat: Yemeni-American Bulus ibn al-Darwish al Numair, aka The Panther, one of the Al Qaeda masterminds behind the attack on the USS Cole that killed 17 American sailors in 2000. After being baited by their boss, Special Agent in Charge Tom Walsh, Corey and his FBI agent wife, Kate Mayfield, volunteer for the dangerous mission in Yemen, and they soon find themselves at the top of Al Qaeda's assassination list. A corrupt and ineffective government barely controls the cities, tribal chiefs rule the hinterlands, and U.S. operatives fear that Al Qaeda is growing stronger. Plus, Corey doesn't even trust other members of the U.S. team. Essentially chosen to serve as panther bait, Corey and Mayfield are equally dangerous predators and DeMille puts them through the wringer as attacks come from all sides when they head into the Badlands with a daring plot to trap their target. Tricks and twists abound in this fast moving thriller where everyone has their own agenda and survival is the ultimate goal. (Oct.)
The Washington Times on THE PANTHER
The Panther" is a fast-paced thriller, and Mr. DeMille offers a good number of gritty action scenes along with the snappy dialogue. Nelson DeMille, 69, a former infantry officer who served in Vietnam, also infuses the thriller with a good bit of information about the state of terrorism today."
The Associated Press on THE PANTHER
"Corey ranks as one of the best protagonists in thriller fiction... DeMille again proves that he has the master touch with "The Panther," a suspenseful action free-for-all."
From the Publisher
"Die-hard fans and new readers will discover hours of entertainment "—Library Journal on THE PANTHER

"Corey ranks as one of the best protagonists in thriller fiction... DeMille again proves that he has the master touch with "The Panther," a suspenseful action free-for-all."—The Associated Press on THE PANTHER

The Panther" is a fast-paced thriller, and Mr. DeMille offers a good number of gritty action scenes along with the snappy dialogue. Nelson DeMille, 69, a former infantry officer who served in Vietnam, also infuses the thriller with a good bit of information about the state of terrorism today."—The Washington Times on THE PANTHER

Library Journal
The author's most recent novel, The Lion, which featured his popular hero John Corey, debuted in a tie for the top spot on the New York Times Best Sellers list in 2010. Now Corey is back, working in antiterrorist capacity with his wife, FBI agent Kate Mayfield, in Sana'a, Yemen. Alas, things are not quite as they appear.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781455518371
  • Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
  • Publication date: 10/16/2012
  • Series: John Corey Series , #6
  • Sold by: Hachette Digital, Inc.
  • Format: eBook
  • Sales rank: 9,895
  • File size: 964 KB

Meet the Author

Nelson DeMille is the author of 18 acclaimed novels, including the #1 New York Times bestsellers Night Fall, Plum Island, The Gate House, The Lion, and The Panther. His other New York Times bestsellers include Wild Fire, The Gold Coast, and The General's Daughter. For more information on the author, you can go to www.NelsonDeMille.net.

Biography

Nelson DeMille has a dozen bestselling novels to his name and over 30 million books in print worldwide, but his beginnings were not so illustrious. Writing police detective novels in the mid-1970s, DeMille created the pseudonym Jack Cannon: "I used the pen name because I knew I wanted to write better novels under my own name someday," DeMille told fans in a 2000 chat.

Between 1966 and 1969, Nelson DeMille served in the U.S. Army in Vietnam. When he came home, he finished his undergraduate studies (in history and political science), then set out to become a novelist. "I wanted to write the great American war novel at the time," DeMille said in an interview with January magazine. "I never really wrote the book, but it got me into the writing process." A friend in the publishing industry suggested he write a series of police detective novels, which he did under a pen name for several years.

Finally DeMille decided to give up his day job as an insurance fraud investigator and commit himself to writing full time -- and under his own name. The result was By the Rivers of Babylon (1978), a thriller about terrorism in the Middle East. It was chosen as a Book of the Month Club main selection and helped launch his career. "It was like being knighted," said DeMille, who now serves as a Book of the Month Club judge. "It was a huge break."

DeMille followed it with a stream of bestsellers, including the post-Vietnam courtroom drama Word of Honor (1985) and the Cold War spy-thriller The Charm School (1988) Critics praised DeMille for his sophisticated plotting, meticulous research and compulsively readable style. For many readers, what made DeMille stand out was his sardonic sense of humor, which would eventually produce the wisecracking ex-NYPD officer John Corey, hero of Plum Island (1997) and The Lion's Game (2000).

In 1990 DeMille published The Gold Coast, a Tom Wolfe-style comic satire that was his attempt to write "a book that would be taken seriously." The attempt succeeded, in terms of the critics' response: "In his way, Mr. DeMille is as keen a social satirist as Edith Wharton," wrote The New York Times book reviewer. But he returned to more familiar thrills-and-chills territory in The General's Daughter, which hit no. 1 on The New York Times' Bestseller list and was made into a movie starring John Travolta. Its hero, army investigator Paul Brenner, returned in Up Country (2002), a book inspired in part by DeMille's journey to his old battlegrounds in Vietnam.

DeMille's position in the literary hierarchy may be ambiguous, but his talent is first-rate; there's no questioning his mastery of his chosen form. As a reviewer for the Denver Post put it, "In the rarefied world of the intelligent thriller, authors just don't get any better than Nelson DeMille."

Good To Know

DeMille composes his books in longhand, using soft-lead pencils on legal pads. He says he does this because he can't type, but adds, "I like the process of pencil and paper as opposed to a machine. I think the writing is better when it's done in handwriting."

In addition to his novels, DeMille has written a play for children based on the classic fairy tale "Rumpelstiltskin."

DeMille says on his web site that he reads mostly dead authors -- "so if I like their books, I don't feel tempted or obligated to write to them." He mentions writing to a living author, Tom Wolfe, when The Bonfire of the Vanities came out; but Wolfe never responded. "I wouldn't expect Hemingway or Steinbeck to write back -- they're dead. But Tom Wolfe owes me a letter," DeMille writes.

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    1. Also Known As:
      Jack Cannon; Kurt Ladner; Brad Matthews; Michael Weaver; Ellen Kay
    2. Hometown:
      Long Island, New York
    1. Date of Birth:
      August 22, 1943
    2. Place of Birth:
      New York, New York
    1. Education:
      B.A. in political science, Hofstra University, 1974
    2. Website:

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The Panther


By Nelson DeMille

Grand Central Publishing

Copyright © 2013 Nelson DeMille
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-0-446-69961-7


CHAPTER 1

A man wearing the white robes of a Bedouin, Bulus ibn al-Darwish by name, known also by his Al Qaeda nom de guerre as al-Numair—The Panther—stood to the side of the Belgian tour group.

The Belgians had arrived in a minibus from Sana'a, four men and five women, with their Yemeni driver, and their Yemeni tour guide, a man named Wasim al-Rahib. The driver had stayed in the air-conditioned minibus, out of the hot August sun.

The tour guide, Wasim, spoke no French, but his English was good, and one of the Belgians, Annette, a girl of about sixteen, also spoke English and was able to translate into French for her compatriots.

Wasim said to his group, "This is the famous Bar'an Temple, also known as Arsh Bilqis—the throne of the Queen of Sheba."

Annette translated, and the tour group nodded and began taking pictures.

Al-Numair, The Panther, scanned the ruins of the temple complex—over an acre of brown sandstone walls, towering square columns, and open courtyards, baking in the desert sun. American and European archaeologists had spent many years and much money uncovering and restoring these pagan ruins—and then they had left because of tribal suspicion, and more recently Al Qaeda activity. Such a waste of time and money, thought The Panther. He looked forward to the day when the Western tourists stopped coming and this temple and the surrounding pagan ruins returned to the shifting desert sands.

The Panther looked beyond the temple complex at the sparse vegetation and the occasional date palm. In ancient times, he knew, it was much greener here, and more populous. Now the desert had arrived from the East—from the Hadhramawt, meaning the Place Where Death Comes.

Wasim al-Rahib glanced at the tall, bearded Bedouin and wondered why he had joined the Belgian tour group. Wasim had made his arrangements with the local tribal sheik, Musa, paying the man one hundred American dollars for the privilege of visiting this national historic site. Also, of course, the money bought peace; the promise that no Bedouin tribesmen would annoy, hinder, or in any way molest the tour group. So, Wasim wondered, why was this Bedouin here?

The Panther noticed that the tour guide was looking at him and he returned the stare until the guide turned back to his group.

There were no other tourists at the temple today; only one or two groups each week ventured out from the capital of Sana'a, two hundred kilometers to the west. The Panther remembered when these famous ruins attracted more Westerners, but unfortunately because of the recent reports of Al Qaeda activity in this province of Marib, many tourists stayed away. He smiled.

Also because of this situation, the Belgians had arrived with an armed escort of twenty men from the National Security Bureau, a para-military police force, whose job it was to protect tourists on the roads and at historic sites. The tourists paid for this service, which was money well spent, thought The Panther. But unfortunately for these Westerners, the policemen had also been paid to leave, which they were about to do.

Wasim continued his talk. "This temple is also known as the Moon Temple, and it was dedicated to the national god of the Sabaean state, who was called Almaqah."

As the Belgian girl translated, Wasim glanced again at the bearded man in Bedouin robes who was standing too close to his tour group. He wanted to say something to the man, but he was uneasy about him, and instead he said to his group, "This was one thousand and five hundred years before the Prophet Mohammed enlightened the world and vanquished the pagans."

The Panther, who also spoke English, nodded in approval at the guide's last statement.

He studied the Belgian tourists. There were two couples in their later years who seemed to know one another, and who looked uncomfortable in the burning sun. There was also a man and a woman, perhaps in their early twenties, and The Panther saw they wore no wedding rings, though they were obviously together, sometimes holding hands. The remaining man and woman were also together as a couple, and the girl who was translating appeared to be their daughter or a relative. He noted, too, that the women had covered their hair with hijabs, a sign of respect for Islamic custom, but none of them had covered their faces as required. The guide should have insisted, but he was a servant of the non- believers.

They were all adventurous travelers, thought The Panther. Curious people, perhaps prosperous, enjoying their excursion from Sana'a, where, as he knew, they were guests of the Sheraton Hotel. Perhaps, though, this excursion was more difficult and adventurous than they had been told by the tour company. So now, he imagined, they might be thinking about their hotel comforts, and the hotel bar and dining room. He wondered, too, if a few of them were also thinking about security matters. That would be an appropriate thought.

Again Wasim stole a glance at the Bedouin, who had intruded even closer to his small tour group. The man, he thought, was not yet forty years of age, though the beard and the sun-browned skin made him appear older. Wasim also noticed now that the man was wearing the ceremonial jambiyah—the curved dagger of Yemen, worn by all males in the north of the country. The man's shiwal, his head covering, was not elaborate nor was it embroidered with costly gold thread, so this was not an important man, not a tribal sheik or the chief of a clan. Perhaps, then, the Bedouin was there to ask for alms from the Westerners. Even though Wasim had paid Sheik Musa to keep the tribesmen at a distance, if this Bedouin asked for alms, Wasim would give him a few hundred rials and tell him to go in peace.

Wasim again addressed his group. "This temple is believed by some who practice the American Mormon faith to be the place to which the Mormon prophet called Lehi fled from Jerusalem in the sixth century before the Common Era. It was here, according to Mormon scholars, where Lehi buried the prophet Ishmael. And when this was done, Lehi built a great ship for himself and his family and sailed to America."

Annette translated, and one of the male tourists asked a question, which the young girl translated into English for Wasim, who smiled and answered, "Yes, as you can see, there is no ocean here. But in ancient times, it is believed there was much water here—rivers, perhaps—from the Great Flood of Noah."

The young woman translated, and the Belgians all nodded in understanding.

Wasim said, "Follow me, please." He ascended fourteen stone steps and stood before six square columns, five of which rose twenty meters in height, while the sixth was broken in half. He waited for his group to join him, then said, "If you look there to the west, you will see the mountains where the local tribes believe the Ark of Noah came to rest."

The tourists took pictures of the distant mountains and didn't notice the bearded man climbing the steps toward them.

Wasim, however, did notice, and he said to the Bedouin in Arabic, "Please, sir, this is a private tour group."

Al-Numair, The Panther, replied in Arabic, "But I wish to learn also."

Wasim, keeping a respectful tone in his voice, replied to the Bedouin, "You speak no English or French, sir. What can you learn?"

The Panther replied in English, "I am a poor man, sir, who comes to entertain the tourists in my finest tribal robes."

Wasim was taken aback by the man's perfect English, then replied in Arabic, "Thank you, but Sheik Musa has assured me—"

"Please, sir," said the Bedouin in English, "allow me to pose for photographs with your Western friends. One hundred rials for each photograph."

Annette heard this and translated into French for her compatriots, who had seemed anxious about the exchange between the two Arabs. Hearing now what this was about, they all smiled and agreed that this would be a very good thing—an excellent souvenir photograph to take home.

Wasim acquiesced to his clients' wishes and motioned to the Bedouin to proceed.

The Belgians began posing alongside the tall, bearded Bedouin, individually at first, then in small groups. The Bedouin smiled for each photograph, and he was very accommodating to the tourists as they asked him to move around the temple to set up various shots with the ruins in the background.

One of the older men asked him to draw his dagger, but the Bedouin explained almost apologetically that if the jambiyah is drawn, then it must be used. On hearing the translation of this from Annette, the older Belgian said to his compatriots, "Then we will not ask him to draw his dagger," and they all laughed. But Wasim did not laugh.

Wasim glanced at his watch. Though they had left Sana'a at eight in the morning, the bus had not arrived at the nearby town of Marib until after noon. The tourists had lunched, too slowly he thought, at the Bilqis Hotel tourist restaurant, and there Wasim had to wait too long for Sheik Musa, who demanded two hundred American dollars, saying to Wasim, "The other tribes are making problems, and so I must pay them to allow you safe passage on your return to Sana'a."

Wasim had heard this before, but he explained to the sheik, as he always did, "The tourists have already paid a fixed price to the travel company in Sana'a, and a price for the police escort. I can ask no more of them. And there is no profit for me if I give you more money." But, as always, Wasim promised, "Next time."

The sheik and the tour guide from Sana'a had agreed on the one hundred dollars, but Wasim had decided there would be no next time. The road from Sana'a to Marib was becoming unsafe, and it was not only the tribes who were restless, but also this new group, Al Qaeda, who had entered the area in the last year. They were mostly foreigners—Saudis, Kuwaitis, people from neighboring Oman, and also Iraqis who had fled the Americans in their homeland. These people, Wasim thought, would bring death and unhappiness to Yemen.

In fact, Sheik Musa had said to Wasim, "These Al Qaeda people are becoming a problem. They are attracted by the American oil wells and the American pipelines, and they gather like wolves waiting for a chance to strike." The sheik had also told Wasim, "You cannot buy those people, my friend, and the police cannot protect you from them, but I can. Three hundred dollars."

Again, Wasim had declined to make the extra payment, and Sheik Musa had shrugged and said, "Perhaps next time."

"Yes, next time." But Wasim was now sure there would be no next time.

Wasim al-Rahib, a university graduate with a degree in ancient history, could not find a job teaching, or a job anywhere, except with this tour company. It paid well enough, and the Western tourists were generous with their gratuities, but it was becoming dangerous work. And also dangerous for the tourists, though the tour company would not say that. All the guidebooks—written years ago—said, "You cannot leave Yemen without seeing the ruins of Marib." Well, Wasim thought, they would have to see them without him.

Wasim watched the tourists, talking now to the Bedouin through the English translation of the young girl. The Bedouin seemed pleasant enough, but there was something unusual about him. He did not seem like a Bedouin. He was too at ease with these foreigners, and he spoke English. Very unusual, unless perhaps he worked for the Americans at the oil installation.

In any case, it was now past three in the afternoon, and they had not yet visited the Temple of the Sun. If they stayed here much longer, they would be traveling the last hour to Sana'a in darkness. And it was not good to be on the road after dark, even with the police escort, who themselves did not want to be on the road after dark.

Wasim spoke in English to the young woman, and to the Bedouin, "We must now leave. Thank you, sir, for your hospitality."

But the Belgians wanted a photograph of the entire group together with the Bedouin, taken by Wasim. So Wasim, thinking about his gratuity, agreed, and took the photographs with four different cameras.

Wasim then said to the Belgian girl, "I think if you give this gentleman a thousand rials, he will be very happy." He made sure she understood. "That will be about five euros. A very good day's pay for this kind man."

Annette collected the money and handed it to the Bedouin, then said to him, "Thank you, sir."

The Bedouin took the money and replied, "You are very welcome." He also said to the girl, "Please tell your compatriots that Bulus ibn al-Darwish wishes them a happy and safe visit to Yemen."

Wasim was looking to the north where the minibus had parked on the road behind the army truck that carried the security police. The bus was still there, but the truck was not. In fact, Wasim could not see any of the National Security police in their distinctive blue camouflage uniforms.

Wasim made a call on his cell phone to the police commander, but there was no answer. Then he called the bus driver, Isa, who was also his wife's cousin. But Isa did not answer his cell phone.

Wasim then looked at the Bedouin, who was looking at him, and Wasim understood what was happening. He took a deep breath to steady his voice and said to the Bedouin in Arabic, "Please, sir ..." Wasim shook his head and said, "This is a very bad thing."

The tall Bedouin replied, "You, Wasim al-Rahib, are a bad thing. You are a servant of the infidels, but you should be a servant of Allah."

"I am truly his servant—"

"Quiet." The Bedouin raised his right arm in a signal, then lowered it and looked at Wasim and at the Belgians, but said nothing.

The four men and five women were looking at their guide, waiting for him to explain what was happening. Clearly, something was wrong, though a few minutes earlier everyone had been smiling and posing for pictures.

Wasim avoided the worried stares of his group.

Annette said to Wasim in English, "What is wrong? Did we not give him enough?"

Wasim did not reply, so Annette said to the Bedouin in English, "Is there something wrong?"

Al-Numair, The Panther, replied to her, "You are what is wrong."

The Belgians began asking Annette what had been said, but she didn't reply.

Then one of the men in the group shouted, "Regardez!" and pointed.

In the temple courtyard below, where they had been standing, a group of about twelve men suddenly appeared from the dark recesses of the ruins, wearing Bedouin robes and carrying Kalashnikov rifles.

At first, all the tourists were silent, but then as the Bedouin began running up the stone steps, a woman screamed.

Then everything happened very quickly. Two of the Bedouin pointed their rifles at the Belgians while the others bound their hands behind their backs with tape.

Annette shouted to Wasim, "What is happening? Why are they doing this?"

Wasim, whose wrists were also bound, was at first afraid to speak, but then he found his voice and said, "It is a kidnapping. Do not be frightened. They kidnap for money. They will not harm us."

And as Wasim said this, he hoped it was so. A tribal kidnapping of Westerners. It was a common thing—what was called a guest kidnapping—and they would spend a week, perhaps two, with a tribe until money was delivered. And then they would be released. These things usually ended well, he knew, and Westerners were rarely harmed, and never killed unless the army intervened and attempted to free those who were taken by the tribes.

Annette, though she was terrified, said to her compatriots, "It is a kidnapping. For ransom. Wasim says not to be—"

"Shut up," said the tall Bedouin in English. He then said to Wasim in Arabic, "This is not a kidnapping."

Wasim closed his eyes and began praying aloud.

Bulus ibn al-Darwish, The Panther, drew his curved dagger and moved behind Wasim. With one hand he pulled Wasim's head back by his hair, and with his other hand he drew his curved dagger across Wasim's throat, then shoved the man forward.

Wasim fell face first onto the stone floor of the Temple of the Moon and lay still as his blood flowed quickly and spread across the hot stones.

The Belgians stared in horror, then some of them began screaming and some began crying.

The armed men now forced all the Belgians to their knees, and The Panther moved first to Annette, coming around behind her, and said to her, "So you don't have to watch the others die," and with a quick motion he pulled her head back by her long hair and sliced open her throat with his curved dagger, then moved on to the others.
(Continues...)


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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 24, 2012

    Painful!

    Have read just about every Demille novel and loved them all, especially the John Corey series. This one though? 576 Nook pages and maybe a dozen pages of action. The rest is monotonous filler, including 30+ pages alone devoted to a desert cross country drive. An overdose of Corey sarcasm and clowning. You could read the first 10 pages, skip the next 500 and tune in for the last 50-60. Skip this one, you're not missing a thing.

    26 out of 28 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 19, 2012

    A little less talk and aa lot more action

    I love to sit down with a good John Corey book and I was thrillrd that Paul Brenner was in this book, but this was not my favotire DeMille book. I wanted more action. The background and history was intetesting but i also would have liked to see more action.

    15 out of 17 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 11, 2012

    It's the journey, not the destination!

    While I'm disappointed on behalf of the author in some opinions of the earlier reviewers, I can understand their views. I appreciate the storytelling and character development in this book. I guess we'll have to agree to disagree about the customer reviews to this point. If you think about it, Demille's past books have always had a high ratio of background and story development to action sequences. Some reviewers consider Corey's dialogue in The Panther to be vapid and predictable, I view his character as remaining true to his nature and mellowing slightly with age, experience, and growing into himself. His wife, Kate, acts as a foil and has a calming effect on John, injecting some literary estrogen into an otherwise potentially out of control, testosterone-loaded John Corey. I would tell you not to leave this book unread if you're a fan of Demille and/or John Corey. Demille builds significant tension throughout, and paints a vivid picture of the human condition from a perspective rarely seen by us mere mortals. If you need non-stop action scenes, then yes, you might try another book. I enjoyed The Panther very much, and while I guess it's not for everybody, it will remain on my bookshelf for a future repeat read!

    10 out of 12 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 17, 2012

    Boring!!!!!!

    I have read every book mr.demille has written,this book goes on and on about nothing.i'm on page 243 and with only a few pages of actual excitement the rest is a bore.what happened to your writing mr. Demille?,do you just give up? I expected so much more from you, i doubt if i will ever buy another book from this author.

    10 out of 14 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 31, 2012

    Not so hot

    PLEASE! Take John Corey back to the days of Plum Island when he was slightly broken, seriously humerous, and very human. Leave Kate in Yemen or on Mars..or anywhere that her truely staid and boring personality, doesn't turn Corey into a trite hen-pecked cliche. As a female reader, and a long-time DeMille fan, I could be happy with her being knocked off and stuffed in a culvert.

    More action, less Kate, would have made this a much better read.

    I think I'll go back and read the Charm School for my next DeMille fix.

    Overall very disappointing.

    8 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted October 26, 2012

    Out of the six Corey books, this is by far the worst (and my las

    Out of the six Corey books, this is by far the worst (and my last). Corey has turned from a hot dog into a salivating murderer, even to the point of killing an innocent civilian to "test a theory" that they might be targets. The addition of Brennan was nostalgic, but he faded into the background. The "poop chute" was NOT a nice touch. By the end of the book I was completely sickened. Thank you, Mr. DeMille, for a great five-book series. Don't bother with #7, at least on my account.

    7 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 22, 2012

    Not The Best Book by This Author

    Book went on and on without any action. Have read all this author's previous books and could not wait for this one to end.

    7 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted November 14, 2012

    more from this reviewer

    No action till last 70 pages (out of 625)!! I love DeMille, but

    No action till last 70 pages (out of 625)!!
    I love DeMille, but except for chapter 1, nothing happened in this book except tons of conversation until the very end!! I did learn a LOT about Yemen. John Corey's smart-aleck-ness dominated the book otherwise. Easy reading. For REAL thrilling non-stop action (and good characters), besides Mr. DeMille's previous books, try Lee Child, Stephen Hunter, Frederick Forsyth, Keith Ablow, Jeff Abbott, Harlen Coben, Robert Crais, C J Box, and Stephen White.

    5 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 6, 2012

    Nelson DeMille is my one of my favorite authors (the other is De

    Nelson DeMille is my one of my favorite authors (the other is Dennis Lehane). I was anticipating this book and while I did enjoy it, I feel it was written too quickly and Mr DeMille left out quite a bit.
    I wanted to get more into the Panther's head (Corey kept asking how the Panther got where he was, and we never got an answer), and how the heck did they get out of Yemen? There was way too much danger and excitement in Yemen for them to kill the Panther and then simply wake up in NY. I feel like there were about 6 chapters missing. While this book disappointed me, I will not by any means swear off this author. I do agree with some of the other reviewers that his wife is too straight and her personality did not come out at all in this story. I did like the bromance between Corey and Brenner and would like to see the next book with them working together, possibly (hopefully) to find Kate's killer?

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted November 15, 2012

    After I read, "Wild Fire", I was convinced then, that

    After I read, "Wild Fire", I was convinced then, that DeMile had run his course with John Corey and thought John Corey should have been retired, or, killed off. When, "The Panther" came out, and being a fan of DeMille's other books, I gave John Corey another try. After 158 pages, I gave up. Corey, once an enjoyable character, is annoying and the story line no longer holds my interest

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 16, 2012

    Wow

    Such a good title! Good sample.

    3 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 8, 2013

    I'm a very big fan of Nelson, being from his hometown, and knowi

    I'm a very big fan of Nelson, being from his hometown, and knowing several of his brothers. I have read and own every book he has written. My favorite being Word of Honor. This latest John Corey edition, is boring me to death. I'm on chapter 44, and, other than an attack on their parade of Humvees, nothing has happened, except wise cracks. I would not recommend this book, and it's only because i bought it in hard cover, am I committed to finishing it.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 1, 2013

    When his next new book comes out, I will wait until it is discou

    When his next new book comes out, I will wait until it is discounted. I will not be ripped off like this again. This book lacks action. Too much filler. I really looked foward to reading this biik but it has been a real let down. Not anywhere near as good as any other Corey books.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted December 4, 2012

    a very boring book after the first 10 pages was waiting for soem

    a very boring book after the first 10 pages
    was waiting for soemthing to happen - and waiting - and waiting - and waiting
    you get the point

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 19, 2012

    Another GREAT John Corey story!

    A GREAT read that entertains and holds your interest from start to finish. If you like the character, John Corey, you must have this book!

    2 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 19, 2012

    Have read all of the John Corey series and loved them all. This

    Have read all of the John Corey series and loved them all. This one did not disappoint. I don't know why so many reviews are unfavorable. Waiting anxiously for #7!

    2 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 29, 2012

    Highs and lows

    I have really enjoyed the JC series thus far. This book lacked the same vigor and zeal as the others. That said; I still enjoyed the book for the most part. Some more action vs. long narratives would have been nice -- a better chase scenario would have been more in line with previous JC adventures. Please return to your character basics with JC.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 26, 2012

    I liked it!

    I really liked this book. John Corey is one of my favorite characters and i thought this book fit right in with the series. The witty dialogue and twists and turns of the story made this a very enjoyable read. I can't wait for the next John Corey book.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 22, 2012

    Good book

    Somewhat wordy but good visual desriptions and overall a very good book

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 21, 2012

    Really

    Next book, please leave out the whole wify and huddy! The book woud have read better! not working

    2 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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