"YOU don't know her secret," Win said to me.
"Should I?"
Win shrugged.
"It's bad?" I asked.
"Very," Win said.
"Then maybe I don't want to know."
Two days before I learned the secret she'd kept buried for a decade-the seemingly personal secret that would not only devastate the two of us but change the world forever-Terese Collins called me at fi ve AM, pushing me from one quasi-erotic dream into another. She simply said, "Come to Paris."
I had not heard her voice in, what, seven years maybe, and the line had static and she didn't bother with hello or any preamble. I stirred and said, "Terese? Where are you?"
"In a cozy hotel on the Left Bank called d'Aubusson. You'll love it here. There's an Air France flight leaving tonight at seven."
I sat up. Terese Collins. Imagery flooded in-her Class-B-felony bikini, that private island, the sun-kissed beach, her gaze that could melt teeth, her Class-B-felony bikini.
It's worth mentioning the bikini twice.
"I can't," I said.
"Paris," she said.
"I know."
Nearly a decade ago we ran away to an island as two lost souls. I thought that we would never see each other again, but we did. A few years later, she helped save my son's life. And then, poof, she was gone without a trace-until now.
"Think about it," she went on. "The City of Lights. We could make love all night long."
I managed a swallow. "Sure, yeah, but what would we do during the day?"
"If I remember correctly, you'd probably need to rest."
"And vitamin E," I said, smiling in spite of myself. "I can't, Terese. I'm involved."
"With the 9/11 widow?"
I wondered how she knew. "Yeah."
"This wouldn't be about her."
"Sorry, but I think it would."
"Are you in love?" she asked.
"Would it matter if I said yes?"
"Not really."
I switched hands. "What's wrong, Terese?"
"Nothing's wrong. I want to spend a romantic, sensual, fantasy filled weekend with you in Paris."
Another swallow. "I haven't heard from you in, what, seven years?"
"Almost eight."
"I called," I said. "Repeatedly."
"I know."
"I left messages. I wrote letters. I tried to fi nd you."
"I know," she said again.
There was silence. I don't like silence.
"Terese?"
"When you needed me," she said, "really needed me, I was there, wasn't I?"
"Yes."
"Come to Paris, Myron."
"Just like that?"
"Yes."
"Where have you been all this time?"
"I will tell you everything when you get here."
"I can't. I'm involved with someone."
That damn silence again.
"Terese?"
"Do you remember when we met?"
Dan Brown calls Harlan Coben “the modern master of the hook-and-twist—luring you in on the first page...only to shock you on the last." But there are plenty of shocks all through Long Lost, as Coben brings celebrity agent Myron Bolitar face-to-face with a love from his past, who may or may not have blood on her hands.
Myron is pleased to see he‘s getting better at his sideline in sleuthing after he deduces, correctly, that his urgent summons to Paris at the behest of an old lover isn’t about rekindling their flame. But he didn’t expect to find Terese Collins the main suspect in a gruesome murder, the victim being her ex-husband. Terese swears she’s innocent, regaling Myron with the story of her marriage, assuring him it was good until the sad breakup she didn’t want, and never saw coming. But does he believe her, especially the part about not having heard from her ex until the phone call that brought her to Paris…and put her at the scene of the crime? Myron isn’t sure. And when a startling piece of evidence surfaces, baring Terese’s long-buried family secrets, Myron must seek answers that will take him where he’s never gone before, in a foreign country where nothing is as it seems.…
Hardcover: 304 pages
Publisher: Dutton, Div. of Penguin Putnam ( March 31, 2009 )
Item #: 45-0135
ISBN: 9780525951056
Product Dimensions: 5.5 x 8.25 x 0.72 inches
Product Weight: 12.0 ounces

I've read every Harlan Coben book I could get my hands on since a friend introduced me to Myron Bolitar about 8 years ago! I'm just wondering who's bought the film rights and when we're gonna see him on the big screen!
Reviewer: Sarah
This book was so boring I couldn't bring myself to finsh it. Save your money!
Reviewer: Phyllis
I read this book when it first came out and while it wasn't my favorite, I can't say I'm ever disappointed in his writing. I'm just sorry everyone is after Myron to stop sleuthing!!!! Sounds like there won't be any more Myron books. Shane, shame, shame.
Reviewer: Docglad
Harlan Coben does not disappoint!
Reviewer: Pat
Harlan Coben has done it again. Myron Bolitar is a character that I can't get enough of.
Reviewer: Mike K