So I’m sitting in a Chevy SUV on Third Avenue, waiting for my target, a guy named Komeni Weenie or something, an Iranian gent who is Third Deputy something or other with the Iranian Mission to the United Nations. Actually, I have all this written down for my report, but this is off the top of my head.
Also off the top of my head, I’m John Corey and I’m an agent with the Federal Anti-Terrorist Task Force. I used to be a homicide detective with the NYPD, but I’m retired on disability--gunshot wounds, though my wife says I’m also morally disabled--and I’ve taken this job as a contract agent with the Feds, who have more anti-terrorist money than they know how to spend intelligently.
The ATTF is mostly an FBI outfit, and I work out of 26 Federal Plaza, downtown, with my FBI colleagues, which includes my wife. It’s not a bad gig, and the work can be interesting, though working for the
Federal government--the FBI in particular--is a challenge.
Speaking of FBI and challenges, my driver today is FBI Special Agent Lisa Sims, right out of Quantico by way of East Wheatfield, Iowa, or someplace, and the tallest building she’s previously seen is a grain silo. Also, she does not drive well in Manhattan, but she wants to learn. Which is why she’s sitting where I should be sitting.
Ms. Sims asked me, “How long do we wait for this guy?”
“Until he comes out of the building.”
“What’s he going to do?”
“We’re actually here to find out.”
“I mean, what do we have on him? Why are we watching him?”
“Racial profiling.”
No response.
I added, to be collegial, “He is an Iranian military intelligence officer with diplomatic cover. As you know, we have information that he has asked for his car and driver to be available from one p.m. on. That
is all we know.”
“Right.”
Lisa Sims seemed bright enough, and she knew when to stop asking questions. Like now. She’s also an attractive young woman in a cleancut sort of way, and she was dressed casually for this assignment in
jeans, running shoes, and a lime green T-shirt that barely concealed her .40 caliber Glock and pancake holster. I, too, wore running shoes--you never know when you might be sprinting--jeans, black T-shirt, and a blue sports jacket that concealed my 9mm Glock, my radio, my pocket comb, and breath mints. Beats carrying a purse like Ms. Sims did.
Anyway, it was a nice day in May, and the big ornamental clock across the street said 3:17. We’d been waiting for this character for over two hours.
This is an excerpt from THE LION by Nelson DeMille. Copyright © 2010 by Nelson DeMille. Reprinted by permission of Grand Central Publishing, a division of Hachette Book Group, Inc, NY. All rights reserved.
Few people have the ability to keep us spellbound like New York Times bestselling author Nelson DeMille. In novel after novel—from his classic The Gold Coast to the suspense-packed The General’s Daughter—he has an uncanny way of keeping the action flowing at breakneck speed even as he slams us through plot twist after plot twist.
The Lion heralds the long-awaited return of John Corey, the hilariously sardonic ex-NYPD-detective-turned-FBI-anti-terrorist-agent last seen in the explosive Wild Fire. Unfortunately for Corey, it also marks the return of Asad Khalil, the notorious terrorist known as “The Lion.” When last we heard from him, Khalil had claimed to be defecting to the U.S. only to unleash the most horrific reign of terror ever to occur on American soil. While Corey and his partner—FBI agent Kate Mayfield—pursued him across the country, Khalil methodically assassinated victim after victim before disappearing without a trace.
Now, three years later, a new war has begun. Intelligence reports that The Lion is back in America to make good on his threats and take care of unfinished business. Unfortunately for him, Corey has a goal of his own—to find Khalil…and eliminate him once and for all.
Hardcover: 448 pages
Publisher: Hachette Book Group USA ( June 08, 2010 )
Item #: 45-6308
ISBN: 978044658083
Product Dimensions: 5.5 x 8.25 x 1.01 inches
Product Weight: 15.0 ounces

I absolutely loved the prequel The Lion's Game (especially since it was written prior to 9/11, what foresight on DeMille's part) and am a big DeMille fan. I also love the Corey character, so I was anxious to read this sequel. While I wouldn't have missed reading this book, it was a let down. I think Corey's sarcasm was way overdone, stopped being funny and just got on my nerves. And most of the book Corey just spends WANTING to go after Asad, and then it FINALLY happens. DeMille seems to do great first novels (like the Gold Coast) but the sequels (like The Gate House), similar to this situation, just aren't that good. But, of course, I'll buy and read them.
Reviewer: Susan
GOOD FOLLOW UP TO THE LIONS GAME , HAS A GREAT ENDING . THE CONSTANT SARCASM DOES TEND TO GET A LITTLE OLD BUT GREAT PLOT AND INTERESTING PEOPLE WOVEN THROUGHOUT THE BOOK.
Reviewer: Bill
GOOD FOLLOW UP TO THE LIONS GAME , HAS A GREAT ENDING . THE CONSTANT SARCASM DOES TEND TO GET A LITTLE OLD BUT GREAT PLOT AND INTERESTING PEOPLE WOVEN THROUGHOUT THE BOOK.
Reviewer: Bill
I wasn't able to think of anything else since I started reading the book. Puts one in suspense. The ending was something I didn't expect though. Loved it.
Reviewer: H.
I have read all of Mr. DeMille's books and am never disappointed. However his 2 books on "The Lion"/ Khalil are the best.
Could not put this one down, after reading the first, it was inevitable that I would read this one-but never expected such a great follow up; -thank God 'sequel' books are not like movies!!
Reviewer: Nicole