The Second Time Around: A Novel
Mary Higgins Clark
Language: English
Pages: 400
ISBN: 0743412621
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
The "Queen of Suspense," Mary Higgins Clark, delivers a gripping tale of deception and tantalizing twists that might have been ripped from today's headlines.
When Nicholas Spencer, the charismatic head of a company that has developed an anticancer vaccine, disappears without a trace, reporter Marcia "Carley" DeCarlo is assigned the story. Word that Spencer, if alive, has made off with huge sums of money -- including the life savings of many employees -- doesn't do much to change Carley's already low opinion of Spencer's wife, Lynn, who is also Carley's stepsister and whom everyone believes is involved. But when Lynn's life is threatened, she asks Carley to help her prove that she wasn't her husband's accomplice. As the facts unfold, however, Carley herself becomes the target of a dangerous, sinister group that will stop at nothing to get what they want.
drove that old car home that I was going to fix.” “It was two old cars, Ned. They made this block look pretty shabby, but Annie made you get rid of them.” “I remember. That’s why you bought the house, because you didn’t want to see me bring home any more old cars that I like to fix. That’s why when your wife wanted to phone Annie and make sure it was all right with her if you bought my property, you wouldn’t let her call. And Mrs. Schafley, you knew Annie would be heartbroken if the house was
and I waited to finish my statement. The waiter offered ground pepper. Only Adrian Garner and I accepted. Once the waiter was gone, I told them that I would write the story as I saw it, but in the interest of writing it well and of getting everything right, I would need to schedule in-depth interviews with both Charles Wallingford and Mr. Garner, who I suddenly realized had not encouraged me to call him Adrian. They both agreed. Reluctantly? Probably, but that was too hard to call. Then with
directly ask Vivian if she was involved with Nick Spencer?” “I jokingly asked her if there was an interesting man on her horizon. She told me I was an incurable romantic and said that if anyone ever did show up, she’d let me know.” I sensed that Allan Desmond was getting ready to ask me questions, so I quickly slipped in one more to him. “Throwing out the romance factor, did Vivian ever tell you how she felt about Nicholas Spencer?” Allan Desmond frowned, then looked me straight in the eye.
against his shares, not against company funds?” I asked quickly. “Yes. We are financially secure, Miss DeCarlo, and the month before his plane crashed, Nick asked if he could arrange a personal loan for further necessary research.” “Did you give it to him?” “Yes, I did. I will not tell you how much, but that is why I believe that if Nick took all that money from the company, it was because he was spending it on research and not because he planned to put it into his own pocket.” “Do you
when I was in the car with Ned and contacted the police. They had been watching the cemetery. They always thought Ned might go back there. When he explained that Patrick was my dead son, and knowing how often Ned went to Annie’s grave, they raced there at once. * * * Today is June 15. There was a memorial service for Nick Spencer this afternoon, and Casey and I attended. The Gen-stone employees and stockholders, the ones who had denounced Spencer the loudest, were quietly respectful and