Hard Time.Die verschwundene Frau, engl. Ausgabe
A V. I. Warshawski Novel
(Sprache: Englisch)
Vic Warshawski, Sara Paretskys berühmte Detektivin, die in den 80er Jahren die Krimiszene neu aufmischte, ist zurück: In einem unerschrockenen Feldzug gegen die korrupten Machenschaften der Chicagoer Medienszene beweist die couragierte Powerfrau, dass sie stärker ist als ihre männlichen Kollegen.
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Vic Warshawski, Sara Paretskys berühmte Detektivin, die in den 80er Jahren die Krimiszene neu aufmischte, ist zurück: In einem unerschrockenen Feldzug gegen die korrupten Machenschaften der Chicagoer Medienszene beweist die couragierte Powerfrau, dass sie stärker ist als ihre männlichen Kollegen.
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NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER When it comes to creating character, evoking place, and writing crackling and convincing dialogue, Sara Paretsky has no peer and Hard Time proves it once again. Chicago Tribune Terrific . . . expertly plotted . . . This book [is] her best. The New York Times Book Review
In an instant, the lives of two women collided. One was behind the wheel of a Trans Am she liked to drive too fast. The other was lying in the road, dying an agonizing death. When Chicago private eye V.I. Warshawski got out of her car to look at the woman she almost hit, she began a long, harrowing descent into a world of shadowy secrets and tangled lives and into the darkest heart of her city.
In Hard Time, which heralds the triumphant return of the much-loved heroine V.I. Warshawski, Sara Paretsky revisits the gritty urban landscape she illuminates with brilliant compassion and vivid color. For as V.I. unravels the mystery of a battered and discarded woman, she moves through circles of the rich and the troubled, into the bitter home of a powerful Chicago family, into the pampered world of a TV star, and behind the razor wire of a women s prison. What V.I. finds is a web of conspiracy and explosive secrets hidden in the darkest places of all. . . .
You ll feel handcuffed to this book until you ve finished probably at 3 a.m. The Denver Post
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Media CircusLacey Dowell clutched her crucifix, milky breasts thrust forward, as she backed away from her unseen assailant. Tendrils of red hair escaped from her cap; with her eyes shut and her forehead furrowed she seemed to have crossed the line from agony to ecstasy. It was too much emotion for me at close quarters.
I turned around, only to see her again, red hair artlessly tangled, breasts still thrust forward, as she accepted the Hasty Pudding award from a crowd of Harvard men. I resolutely refused to look at the wall on my right, where her head was flung back as she laughed at the witticisms of the man in the chair opposite. I knew the man and liked him, which made me squirm at his expression, a kind of fawning joviality. Murray Ryerson was too good a reporter to prostitute himself like this.
"What got into him? Or more to the point, what got into me, to let him turn my bar into this backslapping media circus?"
Sal Barthele, who owned the Golden Glow, had snaked through the Chicago glitterati packed into her tiny space to find me. Her height--she was over six feet tall--made it possible for her to spot me in the mob. For a moment, as she looked at the projection screens on her paneled walls, her relaxed hostess smile slipped and her nose curled in distaste.
"I don't know," I said. "Maybe he wants to show Hollywood what a cool insider he is, knowing an intimate bar they never heard of."
Sal snorted but kept her eyes on the room, checking for trouble spots--patrons waiting too long for liquid, wait staff unable to move. The throng included local TV personalities anxiously positioning themselves so that their cameras could catch them with Lacey Dowell if she ever showed up. While they waited they draped themselves around executives from Global Studios. Murray himself was hard at it with a woman in a silver gauze outfit. Her hair was clipped close to her head, showing off prominent cheekbones and a wide mouth painted bright red. As if
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sensing my gaze she turned, looked at me for a moment, then interrupted Murray's patter to jerk her head in my direction.
"Who is Murray talking to?" I asked Sal, but she had turned away to deal with a fractious customer.
I edged myself through the crowd, tripping on Regine Mauger, the Herald-Star's wizened gossip columnist. She glared at me malevolently: she didn't know who I was, which meant I was no use to her.
"Will you watch where you're going, young woman?" Regine had been tucked and cut so many times that her skin looked like paper pulled over bone. "I'm trying to talk to Teddy Trant!"
She meant she was trying to push her bony shoulders close enough for Trant to notice her. He was the head of Global's midwest operations, sent in from Hollywood when Global acquired the Herald-Star and its string of regional papers a year ago. No one in town had paid much attention to him until last week, when Global unleashed its television network. They had bought Channel 13 in Chicago to serve as their flagship and brought in Lacey Dowell, star of Global's wildly successful romance-horror flicks, to appear on the first "Behind Scenes in Chicago" segment--with host Murray Ryerson, "the man who turns Chicago inside out."
Global was launching a "Behind Scenes" feature in each of their major markets. As a hometown girl made good and a Global star, Lacey was the perfect choice for the Chicago launch. Crowds of teenagers as excited as my generation had been by the Beatles lined up to greet her at O'Hare. Tonight they were waiting outside the Golden Glow to catch her arrival.
With the excitement of television and movies on hand, no one could get enough of Edmund Trant. Where he dined, how his mediagenic wife decorated their Oak Brook mansion, all were avidly covered by columnists like Regine Mauger. And when invitations were issued
"Who is Murray talking to?" I asked Sal, but she had turned away to deal with a fractious customer.
I edged myself through the crowd, tripping on Regine Mauger, the Herald-Star's wizened gossip columnist. She glared at me malevolently: she didn't know who I was, which meant I was no use to her.
"Will you watch where you're going, young woman?" Regine had been tucked and cut so many times that her skin looked like paper pulled over bone. "I'm trying to talk to Teddy Trant!"
She meant she was trying to push her bony shoulders close enough for Trant to notice her. He was the head of Global's midwest operations, sent in from Hollywood when Global acquired the Herald-Star and its string of regional papers a year ago. No one in town had paid much attention to him until last week, when Global unleashed its television network. They had bought Channel 13 in Chicago to serve as their flagship and brought in Lacey Dowell, star of Global's wildly successful romance-horror flicks, to appear on the first "Behind Scenes in Chicago" segment--with host Murray Ryerson, "the man who turns Chicago inside out."
Global was launching a "Behind Scenes" feature in each of their major markets. As a hometown girl made good and a Global star, Lacey was the perfect choice for the Chicago launch. Crowds of teenagers as excited as my generation had been by the Beatles lined up to greet her at O'Hare. Tonight they were waiting outside the Golden Glow to catch her arrival.
With the excitement of television and movies on hand, no one could get enough of Edmund Trant. Where he dined, how his mediagenic wife decorated their Oak Brook mansion, all were avidly covered by columnists like Regine Mauger. And when invitations were issued
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Autoren-Porträt von Sara Paretsky
Autoren-Porträtvon Sara Paretsky
Sara Paretsky wurde 1947 in Kansas geboren und zog in denspäten 60er Jahren nach Chicago. Ihr Studium der Wirtschaft und Geschichteschloss sie mit einer Promotion ab. Von 1977 bis 1985 war sie Verkaufsmanagerineiner großen Chicagoer Versicherungsgesellschaft. Ihre Kriminalromane, in derenMittelpunkt die Privatdetektivin V.I. Warshawski steht und deren SchauplatzChicago ist, wurden in zahlreiche Sprachen übersetzt und erfolgreich verfilmt.Neben diversen Literaturpreisen wurde Sara Paretsky bereits zweimal mit einerEhrendoktorwürde ausgezeichnet.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Sara Paretsky
- 2000, 512 Seiten, Maße: 10,6 x 16,9 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Dell
- ISBN-10: 0440224705
- ISBN-13: 9780440224709
Sprache:
Englisch
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"Paretsky ist eine Ausnahme unter den amerikanischen Kriminalschriftstellern, weil sie gesellschaftliche Ungerechtigkeit leidenschaftlich verurteilt." (Donna Leon, Welt am Sonntag)
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Praise for Sara Paretsky and Her Detective Series Featuring V. I. WarshawskiThe best on the beat? V.I. Warshawski [is] the top of the line. Chicago Tribune
Who is America s most convincing and engaging professional female private eye? V.I. Warshawski, the star of Sara Paretsky s series about white-collar crime and wall-to-wall corruption in Chicago, now clearly leads the growing field. Entertainment Weekly
What really continues to amaze and impress about this series is V.I. herself, undoubtedly one of the best-written characters in mystery fiction. The Baltimore Sun
Parentsky s work does more than turn a genre upside down: Her books are beautifully paced and plotted. . . . The dialogue is fresh and smart. Newsweek
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