'I sat on my living room sofa at five o'clock in the morning with a copy of the mock-up of the front of the day's New York Post in my hand, looking at my own obituary.' Alexandra Cooper, Assistant DA in New York, had lent her retreat in Martha's Vineyard to a Hollywood star. When a woman is found murdered at the wheels of Alex's car in her own ...
'I sat on my living room sofa at five o'clock in the morning with a copy of the mock-up of the front of the day's New York Post in my hand, looking at my own obituary.' Alexandra Cooper, Assistant DA in New York, had lent her retreat in Martha's Vineyard to a Hollywood star. When a woman is found murdered at the wheels of Alex's car in her own driveway, the police assume it is her. When it turns out to be the house guest, a snake pit of possibilities opens up. If Alex was the intended victim the murderer could be any of the rapists and killers she'd successfully prosecuted and who were now on parole, or maybe a suspect from one of her current cases. But if the killer had got the right woman were they an obsessive fan or someone closer to home? Or was the motive entirely unconnected with either of the women's careers? An assured and authoritative thriller which marks the debut of a dazzling talent.
Publishers Weekly, 1997-05-27 PW called the former assistant Manhattan D.A.'s story of a female sex-crime expert's clandestine murder investigation "a memorable debut." (June) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved
Publishers Weekly, 1996-04-01 The crusading longtime chief of Manhattan's Sex Crimes Prosecutions Unit brings to her exciting first novel the same passion and insights into the criminal and crime-busting minds that marked her memoir, Sexual Violence (1994). Fairstein also brings herself to the novel-or at least an alter ego of a narrator, Alexandra Cooper, who's also a middle-aged blonde heading the borough's prosecution of sex offenders. Cooper's typical day of counseling victims and working with the NYPD on sex crimes would probably keep readers fascinated, but her latest problem-the shooting murder of glamorous movie star Isabella Lascar at Cooper's getaway home on Martha's Vineyard-pitches the plot at high intensity right away. Though Cooper is warned by the DA not to play cop, she and homicide detective Mike Chapman, who's assigned to bodyguard her, work together unofficially to solve the crime, carrying on a sort of anti-romance all the while. Fairstein isn't a gifted stylist-her dialogue is as wooden as a judge's gavel-and the details of Cooper's professional and personal lives drive the story forward with more vigor than the murder investigation does. Some readers will be disappointed, too, that Cooper, like any victim, has to be rescued in the end by her fiercely protective and ingenious friends on the NYPD. But then this heroine's greatest appeal lies in the warmth of her friendships, the humanness of her mistakes and her unswerving devotion to protecting the next female from harm. As a woman with grave responsibilities who still puts her pantyhose on one leg at a time, she makes a memorable debut. Literary Guild and Mystery Guild main selections; Doubleday Book Club alternate; author tour. (June)
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