Stolen in Death (In Death, #62) by J.D. Robb 
Series: In Death #62
Published by Macmillan Audio on February 3, 2026
Genres: Crime Drama, SciFi
Format: Audiobook
Narrator: Susan Ericksen
Length: 12 hrs
Source: Netgalley, B&N
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A violent death and a vault of stolen treasures has Eve Dallas struggling to solve crimes old and new in the latest thriller in the #1
New York Times
-bestselling series.
A blow to the head with a block of amethyst has left multibillionaire Nathan Barrister dead—while nearby, a vault, its door ajar, sits filled with priceless paintings, jewelry, and other treasures. Lieutenant Eve Dallas’s husband, Roarke—who misspent his youth in Ireland as a scrappy thief—recognizes at least two stolen pieces among the hoard. The crime scene suggests a burglar caught in the act. But only one item seems to be missing.
Then it’s revealed that the vault had actually belonged to the victim’s late father—and no one in the household knew it was there until a recent remodeling project exposed it. To protect the family name and business, they explain to Eve, they’d been looking for a way to return the ill-gotten gains anonymously and avoid the police. But now the police are all over their elegant house, and have a bigger, bloodier mystery to solve.
By all accounts, Nathan Barrister was a good man, a generous employer, a devoted husband and father. As for his father—he clearly had secrets. Now it’s up to Eve and her team to find out if those secrets got Nathan killed—and if it was a crime of passion or revenge.
We back to basic investigation in this latest In Death novel.
Lt. Eve Dallas is called to one of the more affluent neighborhoods in NY to find Nathan Barrister, the new head of the largest global delivery service, has been killed by a blow to the head during a burglary. But the murder had nothing to do with the multi-billion dollar company, it had to do with the secret vault room which his father had filled with stolen art and jewelry. Someone had broken in to help themselves to the stolen items.
Nathan inherited the house after his father’s death. When Nathan and his family began doing renovations, they found the vault. And after opening, the family was shocked at what they found tucked away. Nathan, his wife and his sister have been working with their attorney, trying to figure out how to return all of the stolen items without destroying their father’s legacy. They have kept their find secret, so who could have possible known about the safe and what it contained?
Eve is determined to figure out who robbed this family not of the jewels, but of their husband and father, who by all accounts was a kind and loving person. But this case causes a problem for Eve that is much more personal. It has to do with the fact that the only item stolen was The Royal Suite, an emerald set stolen from a museum a decade earlier–by an eighteen-year-old thief from Ireland. Was it coincidence that the only item stolen was one of the items stolen so long ago by her husband? Eve thinks coincidence are bollocks. With a safe full of stolen artifacts which mostly originated from Europe, Eve needs to bring in Interpol. She contacts Abernathy, who she worked with in a prior case, but Abernathy has less interest in Eve’s New York murder and more interest in closing a decade old case of who originally stole The Royal Suite from the museum, and one of those leads in his file is Roarke.
Roarke is certain he covered his tracks even as a young thief, but he knows the whole thing weighs heavily on his wife. Once the museum receives their stolen jewelry back, they won’t care about the original theft. Eve needs to not only find Nathan’s murderer but to find and return the stolen emeralds before Abernathy can find anything solid which points to Roarke.
This case brought us back to some older In Death novels and involved more basic investigation. The end brings a lot more shock and awe when the killer is unmasked then we have had in awhile.
This one is worth picking up for all In Death fans. And as always, I prefer my In Death presented by Susan Ericksen who truly brings these characters to life.
Favorite Scene:
Eve kept silent as they were escorted out, as they rode down to the lobby level. “He’s telling it straight.”
“I agree with that. He does that stuff for you guys too, right?”
“Yeah.”
“I don’t guess he would take on small potatoes like McNab and me. We have stuff now. I mean, not like buckets of it, but stuff. And we should take care of all that. I liked how he was focused and real, you know.”
“Ask Roarke to set it up,” Eve pushed through the glass doors. “Nobody says no to Roarke.”
“He wouldn’t mind?”
“Why would he mind?”
“Then I’ll talk to McNab. I’ll start digging deeper on Delaney when we get back to Central.”
Eve checked the time. “Do that. I’m gonna drop you off there, work some of this from home. Pull Roarke in as soon as I can. She’s gonna be part of this. I want to–” she broke off when she felt the punch in the back. If he hadn’t brushed past her, hadn’t glanced back, then started to run, she might have put it down to a street bump. Even a quick pick-pocket attempt. But as he ran, she saw him retract the switchblade in his right hand. “Son of a bitch. Record on.”
She took off after him. “Male, mid-twenties, brown hair,” she shouted back to Peabody, “Five-ten, 170. He’s got a blade and he just tried to stab me with it.”
“Holy shit.”
“Call it in. Call it in.” She had to dodge a group of four who decided they owned the sidewalk, then the table and its contents from a pop-up vendor, the man she pursued heaved over. She could hear people scream as he shoved or knocked them out of his way and into hers, but she started gaining, dodging cars through the intersection as he did. “Police,” she shouted, and jumped over a kid who’d taken a spill on his airboard.
By the middle of the next block, she was ten feet back and reaching for her weapon. He veered for the street in the middle of the block. He looked back and she could see he was winded and looking back, he tripped, lost his footing, arms pinwheeling, he fell into the street. The oncoming rapid cab hit the brakes but not soon enough. More screams now as the wheels ran right over him.
I read an ARC of the book – looking forward to listening to the audio version when it’s released.