Who do you love?
It’s a question anyone should be able to answer. A question that defines a life, creates a future, guides most minutes of one’s days. Simple, elegant, encompassing.
Who do you love?
He asked the question, and I felt the answer in the weight of my duty belt, the constrictive confines of my armored vest, the tight brim of my trooper’s hat, pulled low over my brow. I reached down slowly, my fingers just brushing the top of my Sig Sauer, holstered at my hip.
"Who do you love?" he cried again, louder now, more insistent.
My fingers bypassed my state- issued weapon, finding the black leather keeper that held my duty belt to my waist. The Velcro rasped loudly as I unfastened the first band, then the second, third, fourth. I worked the metal buckle, then my twenty pound duty belt, complete with my sidearm, Taser, and collapsible steel baton released from my waist and dangled in the space between us.
"Don’t do this," I whispered, one last shot at reason.
He merely smiled. "Too little, too late."
"Where’s Sophie? What did you do?"
"Belt. On the table. Now."
"GUN. On the table. NOW!"
In response, I widened my stance, squaring off in the middle of the kitchen, duty belt still suspended from my left hand. Four years of my life, patrolling the highways of Massachusetts, swearing to defend and protect. I had training and experience on my side.
I could go for my gun. Commit to the act, grab the Sig Sauer, and start shooting.
Sig Sauer was holstered at an awkward angle that would cost me precious seconds. He was watching, waiting for any sudden movement. Failure would be firmly and terribly punished.
Who do you love?
He was right. That’s what it came down to in the end. Who did you love and how much would you risk for them?
"GUN!" he boomed. "Now, dammit!"
I thought of my six- year- old daughter, the scent of her hair, the feel of her skinny arms wrapped tight around my neck, the sound of her voice as I tucked her in bed each night. "Love you, Mommy," she always whispered.
Love you, too, baby. Love you.
His arm moved, first tentative stretch for the suspended duty belt, my holstered weapon.
One last chance . . .
I looked my husband in the eye. A single heartbeat of time.
Who do you love?
I made my decision. I set down my trooper’s belt on the kitchen table. And he grabbed my Sig Sauer and opened fire.
Excerpted from Love You More by Lisa Gardner Copyright © 2011 by Lisa Gardner. Excerpted by permission of Bantam, a division of Random House, Inc. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
It’s a grisly sight that greets Boston detective D.D. Warren when she enters the home of Tessa Leoni, a fellow cop who admits to having just killed her abusive husband. She certainly looks like she’s gone 10 rounds. But of more concern to D.D. is Tessa’s missing child. Where is 6-year-old Sophie? Having just learned she is expecting a child of her own, a fact that’s put her soon-to-be-husband, Alex, over the moon—D.D. is particularly sensitive to the little girl’s fate, and finds it troubling that Tessa, who’s been read her rights, isn’t talking.
In Love You More, Lisa Gardner’s chilling new thriller, psychological suspense is the name of the game, and she proves she has no rival as a homicide suddenly becomes a desperate race to find a missing child. Sophie’s trail proves exhausting to follow as one twist and turn after another leads D.D. to the same brick wall: Tessa. What’s her role in all this? Incremental clues give D.D. insight into a mother’s heart, but they emerge slowly—too slowly as time is of the essence. For somewhere a little girl is crying out to be saved, and D.D. won’t rest until whoever put her innocent life in jeopardy pays the ultimate price.
Hardcover Book : 368 pages
Publisher: Bantam Books, Inc./ Div. of Random Hous ( March 08, 2011 )
Item #: 13-208865
Product Dimensions: 5.5 x 8.25 x 0.83inches
Product Weight: 16.0 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
This is the first one of her books that I have read. I really did enjoy it. I have always loved "who dunnit" books. At certain times I felt that the story dragged, but overall I found it to be a really good read.
first one of her books that i have read, loved it. will be looking for more!
I buy every book she writes, I don't even need to hear a description. Love it, love it.
Reviewer: Pam R
I am really impressed with this author. This is my first book from her and it will not be my last. I couldn't wait to finish it to find out the real story but I wanted to read slowly so it wouldn't end so soon!! A good mystery.
This book didn't measure up to Gardner's standards. The story is told from two points-of-view and neither protagonist is very appealing. The one who stays with a wife-beater can't be very bright and the detective is just too emotional. The writer conceals facts just to heighten the suspense, and doesn't play fair with the reader.
Reviewer: Audrey W