The Melody Lingers On, by Mary Higgins Clark
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The Melody Lingers On, by Mary Higgins Clark
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From #1 New York Times bestselling “Queen of Suspense” comes a thrilling novel about missing billions, a disgraced financier, and those determined to learn the truth at any cost…As the sole assistant to a famous upscale interior designer, Lane Harmon, mother to five-year-old Katie, is accustomed to visiting opulent homes around the tri-state area. A born optimist, Lane finds the glimpse into these gilded worlds fascinating, and loves the reward of exceeding the expectations of their often-demanding owners. When she is called to assist in redecorating a modest townhouse in Bergen County, she knows the job is unusual. Then she learns the home belongs to the wife of a notorious and disgraced financier named Parker Bennett. Parker Bennett has been missing for two years. He dropped out of sight just before it was discovered that the $5 billion dollars in the fund he had been managing had vanished. Bennett had gone out on his sailboat in the Caribbean. Was it suicide or had he staged his disappearance? The scandal around his name has not died down. His clients and the federal government all want to trace the money and find Bennett if he is still alive. Lane is surprised to find herself moved by Mrs. Bennett’s calm dignity and apparently sincere belief in her husband’s innocence. Gradually, Lane finds herself drawn to Eric, the Bennetts’ son, who is similarly determined to prove that his father is not guilty. Lane doesn’t know that the closer she gets to the Bennetts, the more she puts her life―and her daughter’s life―in jeopardy. With the hair-raising storytelling skill that has made her America’s “Queen of Suspense,” Mary Higgins Clark combines a headline-making financial scandal and a breathtaking tale of deception and betrayal into one of her finest novels.
The Melody Lingers On, by Mary Higgins Clark - Amazon Sales Rank: #28402 in Books
- Brand: Mary Higgins Clark
- Published on: 2015-06-23
- Released on: 2015-06-23
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 9.00" h x 1.00" w x 6.00" l, .0 pounds
- Binding: Hardcover
- 272 pages
The Melody Lingers On, by Mary Higgins Clark Review “A summer list would belacking without one from Mary Higgins Clark.”—New York Post“[An] enjoyable novel ofromantic suspense…Clark keeps readers wondering.”—Publishers Weekly“Clark,whose novels and short stories have entertained her fans for 40 years, provesagain that she's a master of plot twists and sympathetic portrayals of strongdamsels in serious distress. The Melody Lingers On is no exception, andthe octogenarian Clark continues to shine.”—Richmond Times-Dispatch
About the Author Mary Higgins Clark, #1 international and New York Times bestselling author, has written thirty-four suspense novels; three collections of short stories; a historical novel; two children’s books; and a memoir, Kitchen Privileges. With her daughter Carol Higgins Clark, she has coauthored five more suspense novels. Her books have sold more than 100 million copies in the United States alone.
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Thirty-year-old Elaine Marsha Harmon walked briskly from her apartment on East Thirty-Second Street in Manhattan to her job as an assistant interior decorator fifteen blocks away in the Flatiron Building at Twenty-Third Street and Fifth Avenue in Manhattan. Her coat was warm but she had not worn gloves. There was a distinct chill this early November morning. She had twisted her long auburn hair and fastened it at the back of her head. Now only wisps of it blew around her face. Tall, like her father, and slender, like her mother, she had realized after graduating from college that the life of a teacher was not the way for her to go. Instead, she enrolled in the Fashion Institute of Technology and after receiving a degree had been hired by Glady Harper, the doyenne of interior decorating among the wealthy and the socially ambitious. Elaine always joked that she had been named after her paternal great-aunt, a childless widow who was considered extremely well-to-do. The problem was that Auntie Elaine Marsha, an animal lover, had left most of her money to various animal shelters and very little to her relatives. As Lane explained it, “Elaine is a very nice name and so is Marsha, but I never felt like Elaine Marsha.” As a child she had unintentionally solved that problem by mispronouncing her name as “Lane,” and it had stuck. For some reason she was thinking about that as she walked from Second Avenue to Fifth and then down to Twenty-Third Street. I feel good, she thought. I love being here, right now, at this moment, in this place. I love New York. I don’t think I could ever live anyplace else. At least I wouldn’t want to. But she probably would decide to move to the suburbs soon. Katie would start kindergarten next September, and the private schools in Manhattan were too pricey for her. That reflection brought a familiar stab of pain. Oh, Ken, she thought. If only you had lived. Pushing back the memory, she opened the door of the Flatiron Building and took the elevator to the fourth floor. Although it was only twenty of nine, Glady Harper was already there, as she had expected. The other employees, the receptionist and the bookkeeper, usually arrived by two minutes of nine. Glady did not forgive lateness. Lane stopped at the door of Glady’s private office. “Hi, Glady.” Glady looked up. As usual her steel-gray hair looked as though she had not taken the trouble to brush it. Her wiry figure was clothed in a black sweater and slacks. Lane knew that Glady had a closet full of exactly the same outfits and that her passion for color and texture and design was reserved exclusively for the interiors of homes and offices. Sixty years old, divorced for twenty years, she was called “Glady” by her friends and employees. One of her fabric suppliers had joked “glad-she’s-not” would have been a more appropriate nickname, a remark that cost him a lucrative contract. Glady did not waste time on greeting her. “Come in, Lane,” she said. “I want to talk something over with you.” What did I do wrong? Lane asked herself as, following the command, she walked into the office and settled in one of the antique Windsor chairs in front of Glady’s desk. “I’ve had a request from a new client, or maybe I should say an old client, and I’m not sure if I want to get involved.” Lane raised her eyebrows. “Glady, you always say that if you sense a client is going to be difficult, the job isn’t worth it.” Not that you’re not difficult, she added silently. The first thing Glady did when she took on a client was to go through the home with a cart and ruthlessly get rid of any object she considered to be junk. “This one is different,” Glady said, troubled. “Ten years ago, I did the interior design on a mansion in Greenwich when Parker Bennett bought it.” “Parker Bennett!” Lane thought of the headlines about the fund manager who had cheated his clients out of billions of dollars. He had disappeared from his sailboat just before the theft was discovered. It was believed he had committed suicide, even though his body had never been found. “Well, it’s not quite him I’m talking about,” Glady said. “The Bennetts’ son, Eric, called me. The government has clawed back every penny it can from whatever Parker Bennett had. Now the house is being sold. What’s left in there has no real value and they’re going to let Bennett’s wife, Anne, take out enough to furnish a condominium. Eric said his mother is absolutely indifferent to everything and he’d like me to do it for him.” “Can he afford to pay you?” “He was very up-front. He said he had read that the biggest commission I ever received was from his father’s ‘spare no expense’ instructions to me. He’s asking me to do it gratis.” “And will you?” “What would you do, Lane?” Lane hesitated, then decided not to be ambivalent. “I’ve seen pictures of that poor woman, Anne Bennett. She looks at least twenty years older than she did in the society columns before the fraud was discovered. If I were you, I’d do it.” Harper pressed her lips together and looked up at the ceiling. It was a typical reaction when she was concentrating, whether it was over the exact shade of the fringe on a drapery or a decision like this. “I think you’re right,” she said. “And it certainly won’t take too long to put together enough furniture for a condominium. I understand that it’s in a town house development in Montclair, New Jersey. That’s not that far from the George Washington Bridge, maybe forty minutes in all. At least there won’t be too much travel time.” She ripped off a page from the pad and pushed it across the desk to Lane. “Here is Eric Bennett’s phone number. I gather some small investment adviser gave him a behind-the-scenes job. He had been doing very well at Morgan Stanley, but he resigned after they found out what Daddy Dearest had been up to. Make an appointment with him.” Lane carried the page to her own office, sat behind her desk, and began to dial the number on it. A firm, modulated voice answered on the first ring. “Eric Bennett,” he said.
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31 of 36 people found the following review helpful. Doesn't Deliver By Lady Silverlocks I'm about ready to stop paying regular book prices for established authors. I get a lot more from the indie authors I've been following. Just finished The Melody Lingers On by Mary Higgins Clark and while it was mildly diverting, it didn't have much suspense. I never felt like Lane, the main female character, was ever in any danger. And near the end of the book, she had Ranger (who all of a sudden started hearing voices 'again') following Lane and Eric, but also being observed outside Anne's condo at the same time. It also made no sense that Len didn't call the FBI with his suspicions. And why Lane would ever be sympathetic to 'the countess' is beyond me. And why she'd continue to work for the 'tyrannical' Glady also was not realistic.I was amused, though, by this: she has Lane describing the gift of an engraved Mont Blanc pen as "not too expensive, but thoughtful, caring, well-chosen." According to their website, those things start around $460!!! That's not a "little gift" except in size. Well, maybe in HER world it's a "little gift." In MY world, that would pay for my health insurance, doctor co-pays, and prescriptions for a month. I now remember why I gave up reading her when I used to be obsessed with getting her next book. She just doesn't deliver anymore.
10 of 10 people found the following review helpful. A McDonald's Bacon Club Burger of a Book! By D. Bell This book reminded me of a McDonald's bacon club burger. It was a fast, easy read, tasty and satisfying, but ultimately leaving you wishing for something more substantial. It was good fast food. I am wondering why the heroine is again a young widow with a child. Lane is a nice young woman, but she doesn't seem to have a life beyond her daughter and her job. Does she read? Watch television? Enjoy sports? Has she no friends? She loves her mother but the relationship is strained because she does not care for her stepfather, whom her mother married when Lane was 17, after 10 years of widowhood. Lane has a political pedigree, but she's not interested or involved in politics at all. I'm sure I would like her, as she is a kind, thoughtful, and empathetic young woman, but she is not very interesting. She does enjoy her job as the assistant for a top interior decorator and has learned to get along with her volatile boss Glady.When Glady and Lane are hired to decorate a townhouse condo for Anne Bennett, the wife and possible widow of Parker Bennett, a financier who has swindled many middle-income and older people out of their life's savings, Lane feels sympathy for the frail woman; Anne's son Eric, who is suspected by the SEC of being involved in his father's plot, is very interested in Lane. He swears to her that he is innocent and wants to clear his name. She believes him and her daughter Katie takes to him as well, which makes her even more sure he's innocent.Ranger, one of the elderly victims of Parker Bennett, has just lost his wife Judy after her second stroke. He is consumed with rage that he was unable to provide the care his wife needed and the beautiful retirement they had both desired. He swears to get his revenge by killing Anne, Eric, and the young woman he believes to be Eric's girl friend and possible partner in crime.As usual, Mary Higgins Clark presents a rich cast of characters, many of whom lay claim to the readers' sympathies, including Parker's assistant, a woman who is indicted as an accessory to his crimes but swears that she is innocent. There are FBI agents and private detectives as well. Little background details are provided for many of them so that you get an idea of who they are aside from their jobs.In the end, there is the usual triumph of good over evil. However, in my opinion the ending is too fast and too abrupt. Although I'm not a fan of chase scenes, and I was glad there were none, I think the denouement should have been more than a couple of pages long.Mary Higgins Clark writes well, but she has a trait she shares with James Patterson. They write many short chapters, and often a chapter will end at the top or middle of a page, leaving a lot of blank paper. Yes, that makes for a fast read, and it's easy to put down because it doesn't ever take long to finish a chapter, but the book is shorter than it appears to be. It is an appetizer rather than a main course, but it is delicious. Perhaps it's not as nutritious as one would like!
21 of 26 people found the following review helpful. An enjoyable read! By Philip and Melissa Knight-Fitzgerald I was so excited to read this and one of the first things I noticed was how much thinner it is to her other works. In the first chapter though when I knew it was some guy who cheated money from people I thought not again since it usually ends up the guy is alive and the main character is going to fall for the guys son and then decides to solve it and she will be placed in a dangerous situation and almost die. Mary Higgins Clark is writing great stories but I am starting to find them a tad predictable though she constantly adds twists through out. This story was not as intense and I felt it focused more on the characters lives then the story. Every few pages the characters were thinking about their lives and it was like she tried including as much as she could. I will say I enjoyed it though since it was fast paced and the story well written.
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