Mounting Fears

Zusatztext Praise for Mounting Fears Woods exhibits his usual brilliant sense of pacing. Publishers Weekly There's a lot going on in Woods' latest thriller! but the plotlines dovetail nicely and the suspense never lets up. Booklist More Praise for Stuart Woods Stuart Woods is a no-nonsense! slam-bang storyteller. Chicago Tribune A world-class mystery writer...I try to put Woods's books down and I can't. Houston Chronicle Mr. Woods! like his characters! has an appealing way of making things nice and clear. The New York Times Woods certainly knows how to keep the pages turning. Booklist Since 1981! readers have not been able to get their fill of Stuart Woods' New York Times bestselling novels of suspense. Orlando Sentinel Informationen zum Autor Stuart Woods is the author of more than eighty-five novels, including the #1 New York Times -bestselling Stone Barrington series. He is a native of Georgia and began his writing career in the advertising industry. Chiefs , his debut in 1981, won the Edgar Award. An avid sailor and pilot, Woods lives in Florida, Maine, and Connecticut. Klappentext President Will Lee becomes embroiled in domestic and foreign turmoil in this "timely and gripping"(Booklist) thriller from #1 New York Times bestselling author Stuart Woods. President Will Lee is having a rough week. His vice president just died during surgery. Confirmation hearings for the new vice president are under way! but the squeaky-clean governor whom Will has nominated may have a few previously unnoticed skeletons in his closet. And rogue CIA agent Teddy Fay is plotting his revenge on CIA director Kate Rule Lee-the president's wife. Plus there are some loose nukes in Pakistan that might just trigger World War III if Will's diplomatic efforts fall short. It's up to President Lee-with some help from Holly Barker! Lance Cabot! and a few other Stuart Woods series regulars-to save the world! and the upcoming election. 1 THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES, WILLIAM JEFFERSON LEE IV, SAT STRAIGHT up in bed. It had been the nuclear nightmare wherein some unidentified country had launched missiles on the United States and he had to decide at whom to strike back. It was not the first time. Will wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his nightshirt, then tried to get out of bed without waking his wife. He was halfway to the bathroom when he remembered that Kate, who for the past four years had been director of intelligence, head of the CIA, had left for work two hours before, after an urgent phone call in the early hours. Will stared at himself in the bathroom mirror while he waited for the water in the sink to get hot for shaving. How was he different from four years before? Considerably grayer, but Kate thought that lent him gravitas. His face was relatively unlined, still, and he took some pride in the fact that his waist size had not changed, in spite of only sporadic efforts to exercise. He ran hot water onto the shaving brush, lathered his face, and began shaving while reviewing the high points of the day to come. Most important was a nine a.m. with the vice president, George Kiel, and he thought he knew what the meeting would be about. FORTY-FIVE MINUTES LATER, dressed in a standard chalk-striped suit and a red-and-blue-striped necktie, Will walked through the door of the White House family quarters to be greeted by the young naval officer who carried the football, the briefcase containing the codes for a nuclear launch, and two Secret Service agents, who escorted him down the hallway and into the elevator. Will had become accustomed to never being alone outside the family quarters and, sometimes, the Oval Office; he also had become accustomed to tra...

Praise for Mounting Fears

“Woods exhibits his usual brilliant sense of pacing.”—*Publishers Weekly

• “There’s a lot going on in Woods’ latest thriller, but the plotlines dovetail nicely and the suspense never lets up.”—*Booklist
• More Praise for Stuart Woods
  
  “Stuart Woods is a no-nonsense, slam-bang storyteller.”—Chicago Tribune

“A world-class mystery writer...I try to put Woods’s books down and I can’t.”—*Houston Chronicle 

“Mr. Woods, like his characters, has an appealing way of making things nice and clear.”—**The New York Times

• “Woods certainly knows how to keep the pages turning.”—**Booklist

“Since 1981, readers have not been able to get their fill of Stuart Woods’ New York Times bestselling novels of suspense.”—Orlando Sentinel

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Stuart Woods is the author of more than eighty-five novels, including the #1 New York Times-bestselling Stone Barrington series. He is a native of Georgia and began his writing career in the advertising industry. Chiefs, his debut in 1981, won the Edgar Award. An avid sailor and pilot, Woods lives in Florida, Maine, and Connecticut.

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President Will Lee becomes embroiled in domestic and foreign turmoil in this "timely and gripping"(Booklist) thriller from #1 New York Times bestselling author Stuart Woods.

President Will Lee is having a rough week. His vice president just died during surgery. Confirmation hearings for the new vice president are under way, but the squeaky-clean governor whom Will has nominated may have a few previously unnoticed skeletons in his closet. And rogue CIA agent Teddy Fay is plotting his revenge on CIA director Kate Rule Lee-the president's wife.

Plus there are some loose nukes in Pakistan that might just trigger World War III if Will's diplomatic efforts fall short. It's up to President Lee-with some help from Holly Barker, Lance Cabot, and a few other Stuart Woods series regulars-to save the world, and the upcoming election.

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1 THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES, WILLIAM JEFFERSON LEE IV, SAT STRAIGHT up in bed. It had been the nuclear nightmare wherein some unidentified country had launched missiles on the United States and he had to decide at whom to strike back. It was not the first time.
Will wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his nightshirt, then tried to get out of bed without waking his wife. He was halfway to the bathroom when he remembered that Kate, who for the past four years had been director of intelligence, head of the CIA, had left for work two hours before, after an urgent phone call in the early hours.
Will stared at himself in the bathroom mirror while he waited for the water in the sink to get hot for shaving. How was he different from four years before? Considerably grayer, but Kate thought that lent him gravitas. His face was relatively unlined, still, and he took some pride in the fact that his waist size had not changed, in spite of only sporadic efforts to exercise.
He ran hot water onto the shaving brush, lathered his face, and began shaving while reviewing the high points of the day to come. Most important was a nine a.m. with the vice president, George Kiel, and he thought he knew what the meeting would be about.

FORTY-FIVE MINUTES LATER, dressed in a standard chalk-striped suit and a red-and-blue-striped necktie, Will walked through the door of the White House family quarters to be greeted by the young naval officer who carried the “football,” the briefcase containing the codes for a nuclear launch, and two Secret Service agents, who escorted him down the hallway and into the elevator.
Will had become accustomed to never being alone outside the family quarters and, sometimes, the Oval Office; he also had become accustomed to traveling to the airport in a large new helicopter, and from there in an outrageously well-equipped Boeing 747 with a bedroom and shower and conference room and telephones and Internet hookups and everythi…