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Zusatztext 53511577 Informationen zum Autor Tess Gerritsen Klappentext NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • A briskly paced, terrifically suspenseful work that steadily builds toward a tense and terrifying climax. People (Page-turner of the week) ONE OF TIME 'S 10...Zusatztext 53511577 Informationen zum Autor Tess Gerritsen Klappentext NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • A briskly paced, terrifically suspenseful work that steadily builds toward a tense and terrifying climax. People (Page-turner of the week) ONE OF TIME 'S 100 BEST MYSTERY AND THRILLER BOOKS OF ALL TIME He slips into homes at night and walks silently into bedrooms where women lie sleeping, about to awaken to a living nightmare. The precision of his methods suggests that he is a deranged man of medicine, prompting the Boston newspapers to dub him The Surgeon. Led by Detectives Thomas Moore and Jane Rizzoli, the cops must consult the victim of a nearly identical crime: Two years ago, Dr. Catherine Cordell fought back and filled an attacker before he could complete his assault. Now this new killer is re-creating, with chilling accuracy, the details of Cordell's ordeal. With every new murder he seems to be taunting her, cutting ever closer, from her hospital to her home. And neither Moore nor Rizzoli can protect Cordell from a ruthless hunter who somehow understandsand savorsthe secret fears of every woman he kills. [A] top-grade thriller . . . Sharp characters stitch your eye to the page. An all-nighter. Kirkus Reviews (starred review) Creepy . . . will exert a powerful grip on readers. Chicago Tribune Leseprobe One year later Detective Thomas Moore disliked the smell of latex, and as he snapped on the gloves, releasing a puff of talcum, he felt the usual twinge of anticipatory nausea. The odor was linked to the most unpleasant aspects of his job, and like one of Pavlov's dogs, trained to salivate on cue, he'd come to associate that rubbery scent with the inevitable accompaniment of blood and body fluids. An olfactory warning to brace himself. And so he did, as he stood outside the autopsy room. He had walked in straight from the heat, and already sweat was chilling on his skin. It was July 12, a humid and hazy Friday afternoon. Across the city of Boston, air conditioners rattled and dripped, and tempers were flaring. On the Tobin Bridge, cars would already be backed up, fleeing north to the cool forests of Maine. But Moore would not be among them. He had been called back from his vacation, to view a horror he had no wish to confront. He was already garbed in a surgical gown, which he'd pulled from the morgue linen cart. Now he put on a paper cap to catch stray hairs and pulled paper booties over his shoes, because he had seen what sometimes spilled from the table onto the floor. The blood, the clumps of tissue. He was by no means a tidy man, but he had no wish to bring any trace of the autopsy room home on his shoes. He paused for a few seconds outside the door and took a deep breath. Then, resigning himself to the ordeal, he pushed into the room. The draped corpse lay on the tablea woman, by the shape of it. Moore avoided looking too long at the victim and focused instead on the living people in the room. Dr. Ashford Tierney, the Medical Examiner, and a morgue attendant were assembling instruments on a tray. Across the table from Moore stood Jane Rizzoli, also from the Boston Homicide Unit. Thirty-three years old, Rizzoli was a small and square-jawed woman. Her untamable curls were hidden beneath the paper O.R. cap, and without her black hair to soften her features, her face seemed to be all hard angles, her dark eyes probing and intense. She had transferred to Homicide from Vice and Narcotics six months ago. She was the only woman in the homicide unit, and already there had been problems between her and another detective, charges of sexual harassment, countercharges of unrelenting bitchiness. Moore was not sure he liked Rizzoli, or she him. So far they had kept their interactions strictly business, and he thought she preferred it that way. S...
ldquo;A BRISKLY PACED, TERRIFICALLY SUSPENSEFUL WORK THAT STEADILY BUILDS TOWARD A TENSE AND TERRIFYING CLIMAX.”—People, Page-turner of the week
“THIS IS A STORY THAT TERRIFIES AND HEARTENS ALL AT ONCE. WHAT A RIDE!”—Iris Johansen
“CREEPY . . . WILL EXERT A POWERFUL GRIP ON READERS.”—Chicago Tribune
“ABSOLUTELY TERRIFYING . . . The finest, most thrilling Gerritsen novel yet. . . . I lost most of a night’s sleep finishing the book and the rest of the night trying to calm down. This is a story you’ll be talking up and thinking about for months to come. The tension is white-knuckle, the writing as deft as a surgeon’s slice.”—Michael Palmer, M.D., author of The Patient
“There is something perversely addictive about Tess Gerritsen’s prose, packed with narrative energy . . . The eyes simply cannot be torn away from the page. The pages turn one by one. The light stays on past midnight. A gradual tingling creeps up the back of the neck until every hair is standing on end.”—Maine Sunday Telegram
“Top-grade thriller-diller from Gerritsen . . . Sharp characters stitch your eye to the page. An all-nighter.”—Kirkus Reviews, starred review
“Gerritsen fans know by now what to expect from her: a fascinating story with a gripping plot and believably human characters. Such is The Surgeon, and, in places, then some. Let new readers learn what the fans delight in.”—Booklist
“Compelling . . . Tautly plotted . . . Every bit as good as, if not better than, the novels of Robin Cook.”—Chattanooga Times
“FAST PACED AND ENTHRALLING.”—Midwest Book Review
“Be prepared to have your heart race and your pulse pound, as Tess Gerritsen takes you on a trip to the nightmare world of The Surgeon. . . . If it’s high-voltage suspense you’re after, you’ve found the right book.”—Romantic Times
“Sizzling with ER intensity . . . Gliding as smoothly as a scalpel in a confident surgeon’s hand, this tale proves that Gerritsen, originally a romance writer, has morphed into a dependable suspense novelist whose growing popularity is keeping pace with her ever-finer writing skills."—Publishers Weekly
“Move Tess Gerritsen into the upper echelon. In fact, reserve a spot for her near the top of the list. . . . [This is] a remarkable book, highlighted by exquisite characterizations, perfectly paced plotting, and I-can’t-put-this-book-down-yet suspense.”—Gazette, Cedar Rapids, IA
“Few authors create such evil as well as Maine’s Tess Gerritsen. . . . [She] is a masterful storyteller who clearly understands how to write a suspenseful mystery.”—Times Record, Brunswick, ME
“GRIPPING . . . THIS BOOK WILL BLOW YOU AWAY. . . . [Gerritsen] develops the story at a frenetic pace, keeping the reader on fire.” —Deseret News, Salt Lake City, UT
“Terrifying, riveting, an all-around great read **. . . [The Surgeon] starts off quickly, gets progressively faster (and more frightening), and there’s no letting up until the final and very satisfying last page.”—Snitch
“Exhilarating. I find myself still reeling from the chase and the terror of this suspenseful tale. I wanted to look away yet found myself so engrossed that I could not. Everything in my life took a second seat as I raced through this new book by Tess Gerritsen.”—“I Love A Mystery” newsletter
“Fast-paced and exciting . . . One of the best of Gerritsen’s medical thrillers . . . Don’t read it at the hospital; it might give you nightmares.”—The Pilot, Southern Pines, NC
“Riveting . . . You’ll double-check the locks on your door at night while reading [**Th…
