The Banker's Wife

Cristina Alger is the author of The Darlings and This Was Not the Plan. A graduate of Harvard College and NYU Law School, she worked as a financial analyst and a corporate attorney before becoming a writer. She lives in New York with her husband and children.

A New York Times Book Review Editors' Choice

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Praise for The Banker's Wife

"In Alger's cerebral, expertly paced Swiss thriller, an American expat wife sorts through the conflicting stories surrounding her husband's death."-The New York Times Book Review

"[A] smart, incisive page turner... Alger delivers an addictive dose of suspense and intrigue with a surprisingly believable plot."-USA Today

"Gripping financial thrillers are rare.... Cristina Alger passes all the tests.... An exciting journey into the dark underbelly of the ultra-rich world of banking."-The Times (UK)

"A glossy new thriller set in the world of international banking."-Newsday

"Great summer reading."-Dana Perino, host of "The Five"

"The more intriguing, fresh tale is that of the three women.... Their choices about accepting or rejecting the easy life are the real thriller here."-Bloomberg

"Entertaining and suspenseful...I highly recommend it if you like scandal, suspense, and the finance industry." -Fast Company, CEO Book Recommendations

"One of the best thrillers you'll read all summer."-Hello Giggles

"Warning: You'll want to cear your schedule for this thriller."-PureWow

"Buckle up-The Banker's Wife is an international thriller that moves at a breakneck pace, keeping you on the edge of your seat."-PopSugar

"With a global conspiracy about the 'world of dirty money, hidden away in shadow accounts' fueling a plot that soars from Geneva to London to Paris to New York, led by two intriguing women, this is a thriller to bank on."-Minneapolis Star Tribune

"Fast-paced, smart, blessed with strong women characters and surprisingly believable."-Anerican Banker

"A powerful page turner...A fast-paced, entertaining narrative."-Greenwich Time

"Lively. There's plenty of suspenseful plotting and a quest for conclusive answers as the story swings convincingly between Geneva, Paris, London, New York, the South of France, and ultimately, the Caribbean."-East Hampton Star

"Readers riding this international financial roller coaster will be kept on edge through its many twists and turns. Highly recommended for fans of fast-paced thrillers in the tradition of John Grisham."-Library Journal (starred review)

"Alger perfectly nails her twisty plot, wrapping everything up in a completely satisfying ending. Readers will be eagerly turning the pages of this fast-paced financial thriller."-Booklist

"An engrossing financial thriller... Alger presents the world of wealth management in a way that a novice can understand the intricacies but also appeals to the sophisticated reader. This complex tale of how greed can upend innocent lives will resonate with many."-Publishers Weekly

"A sharp, compelling thriller... This brisk, tense page-turner will mesmerize fans of international mysteries."-Kirkus Reviews

"A more intellectually stirring, sophisticated mystery... With global settings, covert government agencies and intricate plotting, The Banker's Wife reads like an old-fashioned international thriller."-BookPage

"Terrific."-CrimeReads

"Immersive, satisfying, tense-and timely: This is probably happening for real right now."-Lee Child

"The Banker's Wife is a page-turning, plot-twisting international thriller of the first order. Cristina Alger's writing is as sophisticated and self-assured as the characters she's created. A remarkable and intriguing journey into the rarefied world of power and money. A perfect blend of mystery, suspense, and betrayal."-Nelson DeMille

"A knockout of an international thriller, with glamorous lives on collision courses with high-stakes crime and high-level politics through the corridors of power in Europe and America. Plus, Alger accomplishes the remarkable in making even Ge

Marina

Marina stood on the balcony of her suite at Le Meurice and looked out at the glistening lights of Paris. The view was spectacular, particularly at night. To the west, the Eiffel Tower and Roue de Paris stood illuminated against the night sky. Across the rue de Rivoli, les Jardin des Tuileries glowed, as if lit from within. Marina considered waking up her fiancŽ, Grant, so he could enjoy the view with her. But there would be time for that. Their trip had just begun. Instead, Marina sat down at the table. She sparked a cigarette, inhaled. It felt good to have no work to do, no functions to attend, no emails begging response. She could read a book. She could do her nails. She could do nothing at all. The night was hers. Here in Paris, it was just beginning.

Her phone rang, jarring her. Marina felt a prick of irritation when she saw who was calling.

"Duncan," she said, her voice curt. "It's past midnight here."

"Were you sleeping?"

"No."

"I didn't think so. You're still on New York time. You don't sleep, anyway."

"That doesn't mean you're allowed to call me during my first vacation in almost ten years."

"I need you to do something for me."

Marina cringed. This was exactly the reason that Grant wanted her to leave Press magazine. In the near decade she'd worked for Duncan, she'd never once taken a vacation. She worked most weekends, countless holidays. She answered her phone at all hours of the night. She had begun her career as Duncan's assistant. Now, nine and a half years later, despite her senior status on the magazine masthead, he still occasionally treated her as such. Twenty-four hours into this trip, and already, he was tasking her with something. It was unbelievable, really, though not entirely surprising.

Marina intended to quit. She'd promised Grant she would, right after the wedding. The rumors that Grant's father, James Ellis, was going to run for president were true. The campaign would move into high gear in a matter of weeks. He had already assembled a team of campaign advisors and publicists. He would need it. A hotheaded billionaire from New York, he wasn't exactly the people's candidate. But once the spin doctors had done their magic, James Ellis would be transformed into a hardworking success story, a professional deal maker, a fresh alternative to the presumed Democratic nominee-and consummate DC insider-Senator Hayden Murphy. Murphy, who had been dogged for years by rumors of corruption and cronyism, was a formidable but flawed candidate. Ellis knew this; he was banking on it.

Quietly, Marina had her doubts that her future father-in-law was fit to be the leader of the free world. She'd seen him lose his temper at the smallest of errors: at a new housekeeper who stocked the wrong kind of bottled water at the Southampton house, for example, or at a driver who missed the turnoff for Teterboro Airport-but she also knew that Grant was a calming influence on his father. Grant would resign from his investment banking job and take over the family business while his father was out on the campaign trail. In his new capacity as president of Ellis Enterprises, Grant would travel constantly, and he would expect Marina to accompany him. There were things one had to do as the wife of a CEO of a multinational corporation. Not to mention the wife of the president's son, should it come to that. She couldn't work and be Mrs. Grant Ellis. At least, not at the same time. There was no question what was more important to her. She had to quit. That was part of the deal, and on some level, she'd always known it.

For a moment, Marina considered quitting right then, over the phone. It was justified, certainly. People at Press quit all the time. Duncan was a famously difficult editor in chief, and he paid his staff below the paltry industry standard. But it didn't feel right.