Praise for
TELL NO ONE
In this pulse-pounding hunt, Harlan Coben layers secret upon secret, crisscrossing years and crime scenes. A BEACH-READ SO GRIPPING IT OUGHT TO COME WITH A JUMBO TUBE OF SUNSCREEN BOTTOM LINE: TELL EVERYONE.
People (Beach Book of the Week)
TELL NO ONE ROCKS THE HOUSE. My head felt like a pretzel by the time I was done because I never, not once, saw where the book was going until Coben wanted me to. AN EXHILARATING, BANG-UP, PORSCHE TURBO OF A NOVEL THAT YOU ABSOLUTELY WILL NOT PUT DOWN.
Dennis Lehane, New York Times bestselling author of Mystic River
I forced myself to read slowly. I wanted to savor every clue, every detail, and I never wanted it to end. There are numerous aspects to the clincher ending, with SURPRISES IN STORE FOR THE READER UNTIL THE VERY LAST PAGE.
USA Today
THIS IS SUSPENSE AT ITS FINESTGUT-WRENCHING THRILLS AND HONEST, HEART-TUGGING EMOTION. A big book in every sense of the word, Tell No One speeds along at such a breakneck pace that we have to remind ourselves continually to slow down and savor the writingand Cobens marvelous characters. This author just keeps getting better and better.
Jeffery Deaver, New York Times bestselling author of The Blue Nowhere
Taut, twisty gloriously exciting.
Kirkus Reviews
A COMPELLING AND ORIGINAL SUSPENSE THRILLER INTRIGUING CLEVER AND UNIQUE.
Los Angeles Times
A headlong, full-tilt thriller.
The Seattle Times
TELL NO ONE IS SUCH A TERRIFIC THRILLER, YOULL WANT TO TELL EVERYONE! Harlan Coben delivers the near impossiblea cant-put-it-down page-turner with a slam-bang surprise ending. Youll read this book in one breathless gulp!
Lisa Scottoline, New York Times bestselling author of The Vendetta Defense
The book everyone should take to the beach this summer Tell everyone to read Tell No One. Highly recommended.
Library Journal
A BREATHTAKING WHODUNIT QUALIFIES AS A CLASSIC Tell No One has it alla cast that crackles with real-life energy, pacing that will keep the most jaded reader breathless and above all, a shimmering, multifaceted jewel of a plot with more delightful unexpected twists than the worlds wildest roller coaster. Tell No One transcends Cobens previous work, just as it transcends just about all other so-called whodunits on the market today. This book will, must, establish him as one of our preeminent crafters of fine mystery fiction.
Fort Worth Star-Telegram
A taut, lively paced tale a suspenseful thriller, a love story that works and a window on contemporary moral issues one of the years best-plotted thrillers TELL NO ONE FURTHER SEALS COBENS PLACE AMONG TODAYS BEST MYSTERY WRITERS.
Fort Lauderdale Sun-Sentinel
DELIVERS SOME GENUINE THRILLS.
Chicago Tribune
His most suspenseful book yet Coben has enough surprises up his sleeve to keep you racing to the end.
BookPage.com
Tell No One begins at a run and in no time is moving at an all-out sprint will leave readers rapidly turning the pages.
San Francisco Chronicle
A book that defies inattention. I read right through a television show I wanted to see. I took it to the car place to read while the oil was being changed. I took it to work, hoping to sneak away for lunch. I DONT REMEMBER THE LAST TIME I FELT SO DRIVEN TO FINISH A NOVEL. Try to read Tell No One slowly enough to appreciate Cobens writing. It will be hard. But try.
St. Petersburg Times
Tell No One opens with a gut-wrenching scene that will leave you close to tears, and then propels you along on a thrilling ride that will keep you constantly guessing, turning pages as quickly as you can, almost desperate to learn what happens next.
The Denver Post
Page-turner scribes such as Jeffery Deaver and Lisa Scottoline rave over this one. Add humble moi to the list.
The Philadelphia Inquirer
THIS THRILLER MOVES FROM HEARTBREAKING TO HEARTSTOPPING WITHOUT MISSING A BEAT.
Booklist
Fifteen pages into this book you are sucked in and Coben never lets the pace stall. If it takes more than two days to finish this one, youre working too many hours. A hot summer rush.
The Detroit News
Fast-paced A TALE THAT WILL HAVE YOU HOOKED THROUGH THE VERY UNEXPECTED CLIMAX.
Rocky Mountain News
Books by Harlan Coben
DEAL BREAKER
DROP SHOT
FADE AWAY
BACK SPIN
ONE FALSE MOVE
THE FINAL DETAIL
DARKEST FEAR
TELL NO ONE
GONE FOR GOOD
In loving memory of my niece
Gobi Coben
1997-2000
Our wonderful little Myszka
Small said, But what about when we are dead and
gone, will you love me then, does love go on?
Large held Small snug as they looked out at the
night, at the moon in the dark and the stars shining
bright. Small, look at the stars, how they shine
and glow, some of the stars died a long time ago.
Still they shine in the evening skies, for you see,
Small, love like starlight never dies.
Debi Gliori
No Matter What
(Bloomsbury Publishing)
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
Right then. Before we start, Id like to introduce the band:
editor extraordinaire Beth de Guzman, as well as Susan Corcoran, Sharon Lulek, Nita Taublib, Irwyn Applebaum, and the rest of the prime-time players at Bantam Dell
Lisa Erbach Vance and Aaron Priest, my agents
Anne Armstrong-Coben, M.D., Gene Riehl, Jeffrey Bedford, Gwendolen Gross, Jon Wood, Linda Fairstein, Maggie Griffin, and Nils Lofgren for their insight and encouragement
and Joel Gotler, who pushed and prodded and inspired
T here should have been a dark whisper in the wind. Or maybe a deep chill in the bone. Something. An ethereal song only Elizabeth or I could hear. A tightness in the air. Some textbook premonition. There are misfortunes we almost expect in lifewhat happened to my parents, for exampleand then there are other dark moments, moments of sudden violence, that alter everything. There was my life before the tragedy. There is my life now. The two have painfully little in common.
Elizabeth was quiet for our anniversary drive, but that was hardly unusual. Even as a young girl, shed possessed this unpredictable melancholy streak. Shed go quiet and drift into either deep contemplation or a deep funk, I never knew which. Part of the mystery, I guess, but for the first time, I could feel the chasm between us. Our relationship had survived so much. I wondered if it could survive the truth. Or for that matter, the unspoken lies.
The cars air-conditioning whirred at the blue MAX setting. The day was hot and sticky. Classically August. We crossed the Delaware Water Gap at the Milford Bridge and were welcomed to Pennsylvania by a friendly toll collector. Ten miles later, I spotted the stone sign that read LAKE CHARMAINEPRIVATE. I turned onto the dirt road.
The tires bore down, kicking up dust like an Arabian stampede. Elizabeth flipped off the car stereo. Out of the corner of my eye, I could tell that she was studying my profile. I wondered what she saw, and my heart started fluttering. Two deer nibbled on some leaves on our right. They stopped, looked at us, saw we meant no harm, went back to nibbling. I kept driving and then the lake rose before us. The sun was now in its death throes, bruising the sky a coiling purple and orange. The tops of the trees seemed to be on fire.