As a boy, Will Klein had a hero: his older brother, Ken. Then, on a warm suburban night in the Kleins’ affluent New Jersey neighborhood, a young woman—a girl Will had once loved—was found brutally murdered in her family’s basement. The prime suspect: Ken Klein. With the evidence against him overwhelming, Ken simply vanished. And when his shattered family never heard from Ken again, they were sure he was gone for good. Now eleven years have passed. Will has found proof that Ken is alive. And this is just the first in a series of stunning revelations as Will is forced to confront startling truths about his brother, and even himself. As a violent mystery unwinds around him, Will knows he must press his search all the way to the end. Because the most powerful surprises are yet to come. Praise for Harlan Coben's New York Times Bestseller TELL NO ONE ?A compelling and original suspense thriller...intriguing...clever and unique.? - Los Angeles Times ?A thriller of runaway tension...Masterful suspense and explosive twists of fate.? -Iris Johansen ?In this pulse-pounding hunt, Harlan Cobenlayers secret upon secret, crisscrossing years and crime scenes...a beach-read so gripping it ought to come with a jumbo tube of sunscreen...bottom line: tell everyone.? - People ?A terrific thriller.? -Larry King ? Tell No One rocks the house. My head felt like a pretzel by the time i was done because i never, not once, saw where the book was going until Coben wanted me to. an exhilarating, bang-up, porsche turbo of a novel that you absolutely will not put down.? -Dennis Lehane ?I forced myself to read slowly. I wanted to savor every clue, every detail, and I never wanted it to end. There are numerous aspects to the clincher ending, with surprises in store for the reader until the very last page.? - USA Today ?This is suspense at its finest--gut-wrenching thrills and honest, heart-tugging emotion. A big book in every sense of the word, Tell No One speeds along at such a breakneck pace that we have to remind ourselves continually to slow down and savor the writing--and Coben's marvelous characters.? -Jeffery Deaver From the Hardcover edition. -- Review Gone For Good As a boy, Will Klein had a hero: his older brother, Ken. Then, on a warm suburban night in the Kleins' affluent New Jersey neighborhood, a young woman--a girl Will had once loved--was found brutally murdered in her family's basement. The prime suspect: Ken Klein. With the evidence against him overwhelming, Ken simply vanished. And when his shattered family never heard from Ken again, they were sure he was gone for good. Now eleven years have passed. Will has found proof that Ken is alive. And this is just the first in a series of stunning revelations as Will is forced to confront startling truths about his brother, and even himself. As a violent mystery unwinds around him, Will knows he must press his search all the way to the end. Because the most powerful surprises are yet to come. Harlan Coben is the winner of the Edgar, Shamus, and Anthony awards. His critically acclaimed novels have been published in thirty-three languages around the world and have been number one bestsellers in more than half a dozen countries. In addition to the Myron Bolitar series ( Deal Breaker, Drop Shot, Fade Away, Back Spin, One False Move, The Final Detail, Darkest Fear , and the upcoming Promise Me ), he is also the author of Tell No One, Gone for Good, No Second Chance, Just One Look, and The Innocent. Chapter One Three days before her death, my mother told me–these weren't her last words, but they were pretty close–that my brother was still alive. That was all she said. She didn't elaborate. She said it only once. And she wasn't doing very well. Morphine had already applied its endgame heart squeeze. Her skin was in that cusp between jaundice and fading summer tan. Her eyes had sunken deep into her skull. She slept most of the time. She would, in fact, have only one more lucid moment–if indeed this had been a lucid moment, which I very much doubted–and that would be a chance for me to tell her that she had been a wonderful mother, that I loved her very much, and good-bye. We never said anything about my brother. That didn't mean we weren't thinking about him as though he were sitting bedside too. "He's alive." Those were her exact words. And if they were true, I didn't know if it would be a good thing or bad. We buried my mother four days later. When we returned to the house to sit shivah, my father stormed through the semi-shag in the living room. His face was red with rage. I was there, of course. My sister, Melisa, had flown in from Seattle with her husband, Ralph. Aunt Selma and Uncle Murray paced. Sheila, my soul mate, sat next to me and held my hand. That was pretty much the sum total. There was only one flower arrangement, a wonderful monster of a thing. Sheila smiled and squeezed my hand when she saw the card. No words, n