The Color of Death

The Color of Death

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New York Times bestselling author Elizabeth Lowell brilliantly displays her incomparable talents in a story of treachery, greed, conspiracy, and murder that will hold the reader spellbound until the final word.

It is the opportunity of a lifetime for Kate Chandler, the chance to cut seven rare and priceless sapphires and solidify her reputation as a world-class jewel cutter. But something goes tragically wrong when the sapphires vanish. Missing also is the man Kate trusted to transport the gems: her half brother, Lee, who now, quite possibly, is dead. Suddenly she is on the run, pursued by federal agents who suspect her of being the criminal mastermind of a cunning bait-and-switch scheme.

Only Kate suspects the awful truth: She's unwittingly stumbled into a conspiracy of deceit, betrayal, and cold-blooded murder. Getting FBI special agent Sam Groves to believe her is a step in the right direction -- but it may be one that's too little and too late, because he's not the only one chasing Kate. The order has already been passed down to a ruthless assassin that Kate Chandler must not be allowed to live ...

Publisher: New York : HarperLargePrint, c2004
Edition: 1st Harper large print ed
ISBN: 9780060726874
0060726873
Branch Call Number: FICTION LOWELL
PS3562.O8847 C65 2004
Characteristics: 499 p. (large print) ; 23-24 cm

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LauraSteinert
May 19, 2018

I wanted to like this book mostly because it is by a Seattle woman. I did not like it. On page 20, I promised myself that if I read the word tits one my time I could give up. From there until page 190-something, there was a lot of heavy breathing, a bunch of being so in lust the characters brains hardly functioned and way too much "insider information" on cutting jewels. (If I were interested, I'd read about jewels not try to read something entertaining.) I skipped the long chapter of them having sweaty teenage-hormone driven sex (they are both over 30). Then about page 300 the word tits popped back into the book, and I didn't have to read the last 98 pages.
Lowell writes like an older woman trying to be crude when she really isn't. She clearly hates the FBI and is pretty disgusted with men in general since all the men are vain, pompous, and power hungry--except gay men who weep a lot.
If you are looking for older books to read, go to J. A. Jance, Nevada Barr, or Tony Hillerman. If you want something unusual, see my lists of good books to give a chance.

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