Stalker (Peter Decker and Rina Lazarus Series #12) by Faye Kellerman
L.A. Homicide Detective Peter Decker never wanted the perils of his job to touch his family. But now his two worlds have collided.
A first-year rookie with the LAPD's Hollywood Division, Cynthia Decker became a cop against the wishes of her father, Peter Decker. But police work is in her blood, and she's determined to make it on her owneven now, when her razor-sharp instincts for danger are telling her that something is very wrong . . .
The signs are impossible to ignore: things being moved around in her apartment, the destruction of personal effects. But it's a harrowing trip down a dark canyon road that confirms Cindy's worst fears. Someone fiendishly relentless, and with decidedly evil intentions, is stalking her. And with Peter Decker isolated from her troubles by his own investigation into a disturbing series of car-jackings, it's up to Cindy to find out who in her personal and/or professional life wants her frightened or harmed . . . or dead.
Faye Kellerman is the author of twenty-seven novels, including twenty New York Times bestselling mysteries that feature the husband-and-wife team of Peter Decker and Rina Lazarus. She has also penned two bestselling short novels with her husband, New York Times bestselling author Jonathan Kellerman, and recently teamed up with her daughter Aliza to cowrite a young adult novel, Prismthe story of four teens in an alternate universe. She lives with her husband in Los Angeles, California, and Santa Fe, New Mexico.
Beverly Hills, California
Date of Birth:
July 31, 1952
Place of Birth:
St. Louis, Missouri
B.A. in Mathematics, 1974; D.D.A., 1978
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It should have happened at night, in a secluded corner of a dimly lit parking lot. Instead, it occurred at one twenty-five in the afternoon. Farin knew the time because she had peeked through the car window, glancing at the clock in her Volvo -- purportedly one of the safest cars on the road. Farin was a bug on safety. A fat lot of good that was doing her now.
It wasn't fair because she had done everything right. She had parked in an open area across the street from the playground for God's sakes! There were people in plain view. For instance, there was a man walking a brown pit bull on a leash, the duo strolling down one of the sunlit paths that led up into the mountains. And over to the left, there was a lady in a denim jacket reading the paper. There were kids at the play equipment: a gaggle of toddlers climbing the jungle gym, preschoolers on the slides and wobbly walk-bridge, babies in the infant swings. Mothers were with them, keeping a watchful eye over their charges. Not watching her, of course. Scads of people, but none who could help because at the moment, she had a gun in her back.
Farin said, "Just please don't hurt my bab--"
"You shut up! You say one more word, you are dead!" The voice was male. "Look straight ahead!"
The disembodied voice went on. "You turn around, you are dead. You do not look at me. Understand?"
Farin nodded yes, keeping her eyes down. His voice was in the medium to high range. Slightly clipped, perhaps accented.
Immediately, Tara started crying. With shaking hands, Farin clutched her daughter to her chest, and cooed into her seashell ear. Instinctively, shebrought her purse over Tara's back, drawing her coat over handbag and child. Farin hoped that if the man did shoot, she and the purse would be the protective bread in the Tara sandwich, the bullet having to penetrate another surface before it could--
The gun's nozzle dug into her backbone. She bit her lip to prevent herself from crying out.
"Drop your purse!" the voice commanded.
Immediately, Farin did as ordered. She heard him rooting through her handbag, doing this single-handedly because the gun was still pressing into her kidneys.
Please let this be a simple purse snatching! She heard a jangle of metal. Her keys? Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the passenger door to her station wagon had been opened. Again, she felt the press of the gun.
"Go in. From passenger's side! You do it or I shoot your baby!"
At the mention of her baby, Farin lost all resolve. Tears poured down from her eyes. Hugging her child, she walked around the front of the car, thoughts of escape cut short by the metal at her tailbone. She paused at the sight of the open door.
"Go on!" he barked. "Do it now!"
With Tara at her bosom, she bent down until she found her footing. Then she slid into her passenger's seat.
"Move across!" he snapped.
Farin tried to figure out how to do this. The car had bucket seats and there was a console between them. With clumsy, halted motions, and still holding Tara, she lifted her butt over the leather-cushioned wall, and into the driver's seat, both now scrunched behind the wheel. Again, Tara started to cry.
"You shut her up!" he barked.
She's a baby! Farin wanted to shout. She's scared! Instead, she began to rock her, singing softy into her ear. He was right beside her, the gun now in her rib cage.
Staring straight ahead. But she could tell that the gun had shifted to Tara's head.
Think, Farin! Think!
But nothing came into her hapless brain, not a thought, not a clue. Fear had penetrated every pore of her being as her heart banged hard against her breastbone. Her chest was tight; her breathing was labored. Within seconds, Farin felt her head go light, along with that ominous darkening of her vision. Sparkles popped through her brain ... that awful sensation of floating to nothingness.
No, she hadn't been shot. She was going to pass out!
Don't pass out, you fool. You can't afford--
His voice brought her back to reality.
"You give me the girl! Then you drive!"
Tara was still on her lap, little hands grabbing Farin's blouse. Once Tara was out of her grip, Farin knew they both were helpless unless she did something.
Farin knew she had to move. Without warning, she pivoted around, using the solid weight of her shoulder bone to slam it against his gun-toting hand. Although the sudden move didn't dislodge the gun from his grip, it did push his hand away. Giving Farin about a second to spring into action.
This time, the console was her friend. Because now he had to get over it to do something to her. She jerked down on the door handle, then kicked open the metal barrier to the max. Still holding Tara, Farin bolted from her seat, and attempted to run away.
But her shoe caught and she tripped, falling toward the pebbly road.
What a klutz!
Thinking as she plunged downward: Break the fall with your hip, cover Tara, then kick ...
She contorted, managing to land on her hip and shoulder, scraping her right cheek on the unforgiving, rocky asphalt. Immediately, she rolled on top of Tara. Finding her vocal cords, she let out a scream worthy of the best B horror movies...
Stalker (Peter Decker and Rina Lazarus Series #12) 4.1 out of 5based on
More than 1 year ago
"Stalker", by Faye Kellerman, is a wonderful, suspenseful, book about Cindy Decker. She is a rookie at LAPD and isn't very respected by her peers because she is snobby. One day, she and her partner get called in for a case where a lady almost kills her husband. The captain of LAPD tells hers how to handle the situation and she didn't listen to him because she knew her idea would work better. She completely took control of the case, excluding the captain, Clark Tropper, who was very embarrassed. A few weeks after that, strange things started happening to Cindy. She found notes in her police car that she doesn't remember putting there, her clothes in her drawers were rearranged, and someone even destroyed the inside of her house! They cut holes in her furniture, rearranged everything, and put disgusting things on her bed, completely ruining it! Then one day when Cindy was driving to her father's house to talk about a car-jacking case, she noticed someone was following her. She made a sharp turn and managed to get behind the strange car. She followed them at a dangerously high speed on a back road that she wasn't very familiar with. Soon enough she gave up and decided to go back towards her father's house. That still isn't the worst that happened; later someone kidnapped her when her car broke down. I won't tell you what happens next because I don't want to ruin it for you. You should consider reading this book if you like books that are hard to put down and fairly scary. I highly recommend this book to everyone thirteen and up; the younger kids won't get into it as much and there is some bad language. I loved it and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!
More than 1 year ago
The plot was unrealistic and unoriginal.
More than 1 year ago
this was my 1st faye kellerman book but by far better than any sherlock homes..by far!!!!! i havent read any of the decker seris but from this im going to order every last one of her books this book was mind binding and putting this book down was NOT! an option,it was impossible every page left you wondering what was on the next and every chapter went perfectly with the pervious and the one to come, just bravo! however this book was very good but the ending sort of left me with a question or 2 or maybe it's just me i'll read this book again anytime! Faye Kellerman def. scores big in my court.
More than 1 year ago
I think this one has to be the best one yet. I think she should write another book more about Cindy and Oliver. But as I'm reading the forgotten by her, i think it really changed everything with this book. But i loved this book i couldn't put it down. I took it with me to the beach for a week and i couldn't stop reading the book i finished it by the time i was about to leave.
More than 1 year ago
I've never read any Faye Kellerman books before, but I'd say that it was a good book. It didn't catch me, where I couldn't stop reading, but I did finish the book and I wasn't disappointed. I would like to read future books by this author.
More than 1 year ago
This is one of the worst books I have ever read. The only reason I finished it was out of guilt. I felt guilty having spent good money purchasing it.
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