The Final Cut by Catherine CoulterThe Final Cut by Catherine Coulter

The Final Cut

byCatherine Coulter, J. T. Ellison

Paperback | September 2, 2014

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From Catherine Coulter, the #1 New York Times-bestselling author of the FBI Thriller series, and J.T. Ellison, bestselling author and ITW Award winner, comes the first book in a brilliant new international thriller series featuring a new hero: American-born, UK-raised Nicholas Drummond.


Scotland Yard’s new chief inspector Nicholas Drummond is on the first flight to New York when he learns his colleague, Elaine York, the “minder” of the Crown Jewels for the “Jewel of the Lion” exhibit at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, was found murdered. Then the centerpiece of the exhibit, the infamous Koh-i-Noor Diamond, is stolen from the Queen Mother’s crown. Drummond, American-born but raised in the UK, is a dark, dangerous, fast-rising star in the Yard who never backs down. And this case is no exception.  
 
Special Agents Lacey Sherlock and Dillon Savich from Coulter’s bestselling FBI series don’t hesitate to help Drummond find the cunning international thief known as the Fox. Nonstop action and high stakes intensify as the chase gets deadly. The Fox will stop at nothing to deliver the Koh-i-Noor to the man who believes in its deadly prophecy.  Nicholas Drummond, along with his partner, FBI Special Agent Mike Caine, lay it on the line to retrieve the diamond for Queen and country.
 

Catherine Coulter is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the FBI Thrillers featuring husband and wife team Dillon Savich and Lacey Sherlock. She is also the author—with J. T. Ellison—of the Brit in the FBI series. She lives in Sausalito, California.J. T. Ellison is the bestselling author of twelve critically acclaimed novels, i...
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Title:The Final CutFormat:PaperbackDimensions:544 pages, 6.75 × 4.25 × 1.15 inPublished:September 2, 2014Publisher:Penguin Publishing GroupLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0515154520

ISBN - 13:9780515154528

Reviews

Rated 4 out of 5 by from A good read A great mystery/suspense from a wonderful author.
Date published: 2017-06-07
Rated 4 out of 5 by from the final cut great introductions for the characters and all around good read.
Date published: 2017-04-30
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Some issues meshing styles together I know this is going to sound a bit crazy, but this was my first Catherine Coulter book. I know, Right! How is it possible, that with everything I have read, she wasn't on my list? I have no clue. *shrugs* Her FBI Thriller series interested me, but it was so large, that I just kept thinking "maybe some day". Then I saw that there would be a spin off series, A Brit in the FBI. A NEW Series. Starting from scratch at book 1? I'm there. Except that, as usual, my eyes were bigger than my time allotment, and the book has been sitting on a shelf. Well, I finally got a chance to dust it off and crack it open. Having never read either Coulter or Ellison, I honestly have no comment on who wrote what and where their individual influences can be seen. I will leave that to those who can recognize such things. I did however notice some disjointing in the book, leaving me to think that these two had some difficulty seaming their styles together. It wasn't horrible, but it was definitely noticeable that two chefs were in this kitchen. As for the story line, it was interesting and I do love a good heist story. The combination of the FBI and Scotland Yard made this different. I was a bit disappointed in Nicholas Drummond. I mean, a decent hacker, a former spy, a detective with Scotland Yard, and nobility? Plus he is rich and super good looking. Come on, him not following rules doesn't pull him from Mary Sue status, it just takes it to the next level. Michaela "Mike" Caine, on the other hand, seemed to be a bit more realistic character and one I wouldn't mind seeing more of. Usually it's the female characters I am not happy with, it totally shocked me that it was reversed this time. There was some really interesting history about the Koh-i-Noor gem, mixed in with some new material to take it's mythology to a whole new level. I also enjoyed the fact, that even though the FBI didn't get the exact facts right, they kept the case moving forward on what they did find. It was a case of "what actually happened", "what the bad guys wanted it to appear happened" and "what the FBI thought happened." I'm not saying it was all procedural, but there were some components mixed in. Overall I had a good time with this book, and I can see myself giving the next one a try. I gave this book 3 stars.
Date published: 2015-09-23
Rated 5 out of 5 by from The final cut Loved it. Plot kept you enthralllllllled all the way to asurprise ending. Catheri ne coulter is one of my favourite authors,
Date published: 2015-03-25
Rated 4 out of 5 by from The final cut Love her books.
Date published: 2014-08-12
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Final Cut The book was a great read. It was superb like all of books. It holds your interest and you can't wait for the next one!
Date published: 2014-07-08
Rated 2 out of 5 by from The final cut Great read, certainly keeps you interested all the way to the end.
Date published: 2014-02-14
Rated 4 out of 5 by from The final cut Most enjoyable , a quick read with great characters
Date published: 2013-10-23
Rated 5 out of 5 by from The Final Cut Loved the twist and turns and just when you think you know what is going to happen, you don't. Another great read from Catherine Coulter!
Date published: 2013-10-20

Read from the Book

LondonPresentThursday, before dawnNicholas Drummond lived for these moments. His shoulders were relaxed, his hands loose, warm, and ready inside thin leather gloves. He could feel his heart beat a slow, steady cadence, feel the adrenaline shooting so high he could fly. His breath puffed white in the frigid morning air, not unexpected on an early January morning in London. There was nothing like a hostage situation to get one’s blood pumping, and he was ready. He took in the scene as he’d been trained to do, complemented by years of experience: shooters positioned on the roofs in a three-block triangular radius, sirens wailing behind shouts and screams, and a single semiautomatic weapon bursting out an occasional staccato drumbeat. The streets were shut down in all directions. A helicopter’s rotors whumped overhead. His team was lined up be­hind him, waiting for the go signal. His suspect was thirty yards away, tucked out of sight, ten feet from the left of the entrance to the Victoria Street Underground, and not shy about letting them know his position. He’d been told the guy was a nutter—not a surprise, given he’d been wild-eyed in his demands for money from a second-rate kiosk at dawn. Instead of making a run for it, he’d grabbed a woman and was now holed up, shooting away. Where he had found a semiautomatic weapon, plus enough ammunition to take out Khartoum, Nicholas didn’t know. He didn’t care about the answer, only wanted this to end peaceably. At least the hostage hadn’t been killed yet. She was a middle-aged woman, now lying on her side maybe six feet from the shooter, trussed up with duct tape. They could see her face, leached of color and terrified. He could imagine her screams of terror if her mouth weren’t taped. No, she wasn’t dead. Yet. Which presented a problem—one wrong move and a bullet would go into her head. Nicholas glanced over his shoulder at his second, Detective In­spector Gareth Scott, tucked against the curb, his expression edgy, a flash of excitement in his eyes. He clutched his Heckler & Koch MP5 against his chest. His Glock 17 was in its shoulder holster. The suspect stopped firing his weapon, and there was sudden blessed silence. Nicholas didn’t think the guy had run out of bul­lets. Had the gun jammed? They should be so lucky. What was he thinking? Planning? Nicholas dropped down beside Gareth. “We have ourselves a crazy. Brief me on the rest.” “We have a photo, taken from the eastern rooftop. It’s blurred, but Facial Recognition did their magic. The guy’s name is Es­posito, out of prison only a month. I guess he woke up real early and decided he needed some excitement in his life and went on this little rampage.” “What set him off?” “We don’t know. He took four quid out of the kiosk till, all the guy had at this hour of the morning, and grabbed the woman when the police showed up.” Esposito raised his weapon again and blasted half a dozen bul­lets into the foggy morning air. Nicholas saw a brief glimpse of the man’s head, but the angle made it impossible for the snipers to take him out. He wouldn’t give them permission to fire anyway, not if there was a chance of hitting the woman. He had to make a decision—time was run­ning short. Nicholas glanced at his watch. 5:16 a.m., an ungodly hour in winter, barely light enough to see. At least it wasn’t raining, but clouds were fat and black overhead. All they needed to make this a real party. Esposito continued shooting, then stopped mid-blast and shouted, “You stupid coppers back off or she’s dead, you hear me? I’ll let her go as soon as I’m clear!” There was return gunfire, and Esposito screamed, “Shoot at me again and I swear I’ll kill her. Back off. Back off!” Nicholas shouted, “We’ll back off. Don’t hurt the woman.” Esposito’s answer was a bullet that flew a couple of feet over Nicholas’s head. “Enough,” Nicholas said. “Let’s get him.” “You want him alive?” “We’ll see,” Nicholas said. “We need a better angle. Follow me.” They duck-walked across the street, then flattened, faces to the ground, just before fusillade of bullets kicked up gravel two feet away from their earlier position. Gareth cursed. “At least the guy’s a lousy shot.” Silence again, except for their fast breaths. Nicholas didn’t think Esposito had seen them move. “Keep still and stay down,” he whis­pered. They were only twenty yards downwind now, sheltered by the construction in front of the station’s façade. A good spot, though if Esposito moved, turned, he might very well see them and they’d be dead. Almost as if he knew what they were doing, Esposito grabbed the woman, held her in front of him as a shield and dragged her fifteen feet before pulling her down behind a big metal construc­tion bin. Now Esposito was facing away from them, a good thirty feet from their position. He was squatted down behind the bin, leaning around the side to check for threats, ready to fire. And Nicholas thought, This is surely a gift from the Almighty. He was staring at the bottom of the construction bin. Its base was at least three inches off the ground. He smiled as he smoothly rolled onto his belly and pulled his Glock 17 from his shoulder holster. He aimed at those three precious inches on the underside of the bin, sighting carefully. The guy had big feet in shiny white Nikes, a bull’s-eye target if there ever was one. Nicholas squeezed the trigger. The man yelped and hopped away from the bin, stumbled, and went down hard on the  pavement. “Take him now!” Nicholas yelled into his shoulder radio. He jumped to his feet as he spoke. “And do mind his weapon, people.” His team rushed to surround Esposito, who’d fallen five feet from his hiding place behind the bin. He saw them running at him and slammed his weapon to the ground, threw his arms up in surrender, and the standoff was over. And no one was dead, or even badly hurt. A metallic horn rang out signaling the engagement was over. Gareth clapped his boss on the shoulder. “Nice one,” he said, then called out, “A-Team, to me.” A smattering of applause made Nicholas turn, but before he could holster his Glock, a voice boomed over the loudspeaker. “Detective Chief Inspector Drummond. You have broken the rules of engagement, and are hereby disqualified. Report to me immediately.”

Editorial Reviews

PRAISE FOR THE FINAL CUT“Fast-paced and action-packed, with the promise of romance to come, this entertaining thriller merges fact and fiction to superb effect.”—Library Journal (starred review) "The twists to the story are nonstop, and the characters sparkle like precious stones....One of the best thrillers of the year."—Associated Press“Coulter and Ellison have created a new son of Bond licensed to shine in future thrillers. Genre fans will find the action nonstop.”—Kirkus “The twists to the story are nonstop, and the characters sparkle like precious stones…One of the best thrillers of the year.”—The Associated Press“Fast-paced and action-packed, with the promise of romance to come, this entertaining thriller merges fact and fiction to superb effect.”—Library Journal (starred review)“A fantastic thriller…an exciting page turner.”—Tulsa World “Coulter and Ellison have created a new son of Bond licensed to shine in future thrillers. Genre fans will find the action nonstop.”—Kirkus Reviews“A thriller that manages to be both intricate and full of jaw-dropping action sequences…Drummond connects in entertaining fashion with Coulter’s main series heroes, FBI agents Dillon Savich and Lacey Sherlock…Ingenious disguises, daring bluffs, and hair-breadth escapes add to the fun of the chase.”—Publishers Weekly“Coulter and Ellison do an excellent job blending their writing styles in this pulse-pounding novel and have produced an outstanding chase thriller that is riveting from beginning to end. This could be the start of a great partnership!”—RT Book Reviews (4 ½ stars)“I think Drummond and Caine will probably be an entertaining series…a fun tale.”—criminalelement.com