Amateur Detective

Clinching is the technique used to bend a driven horseshoe nail to hold the shoe to a hoof. Rainy Dale is The Clincher, a 20-something high school-dropout turned farrier (horseshoer) who is haunted by a secret she carries. Estranged from her California D-list actress momma and her ranch hand Texas daddy, she tracked down her childhood horse in small-town Oregon - a land full of cowboys and their horses - then stayed to build a life with her tools, steel, and forge. She’s sleeping in a garage and trying not to fall for her landlord, the hapless and hopeful chef, Guy.

Plus rien ne va chez les Burden : le meilleur ami de Cameron est mort, Sam Lee Ming ne donne plus signe de vie et les affaires de Jeb battent de l'aile. Courtney elle-même ne trouve plus de réconfort à glaner des meubles dans les rues. Entre la drogue, les difficultés financières de son mari et les affres du désir sexuel de son fils ainé, Courtney voit son petit confort bourgeois péricliter et les bases de sa vie de famille sapées les unes après les autres.

Courtney Burden, bourgeoise moderne de Brooklyn, a une vie bien rangée : un mari consultant dans les hedge funds, 2 garçons et un chat. Mais elle a aussi chez elle un canapé rempli de cocaïne. Et elle ne le sait pas. Pendant que son fils ainé se transforme en trafiquant de drogue et négocie avec les mafieux du coin la restitution de la coke, elle continue à gérer sa petite vie confortable, fait de l'aménagement d'extérieurs, continue à glaner des meubles abandonnés et organise des barbecues.

Courtney Burden a tout : un riche et beau mari, Jeb ; deux magnifiques enfants, Cameron et Sawyer ; un métier créatif et une brownstone de trois étages à Brooklyn, New York, là où tout le monde veut vivre. Mais elle a aussi un défaut : elle glane tous les meubles que les gens laissent sur les trottoirs de la ville. C'est compulsif. Et ce canapé, elle n'aurait pas dû le prendre, car depuis des trafiquants de drogue sont à sa recherche, pour retrouver la coke cachée à l'intérieur.

When a murder desecrates the halls of New York City's iconic 42nd Street Library, Raymond Ambler, the library's curator of crime fiction, has a personal interest in solving the crime. But his quest to solve the murder is complicated by personal entanglements involving his friend - or, perhaps, more-than-friend - Adele Morgan. Not only does Adele's relationship with the staffer who was murdered get in the way of Ambler's investigation, but her growing interest in a darkly handsome Islamic scholar disturbs him.

Marc et Manon sont de nouveau réunis ; Manon reprend doucement des forces après son enlèvement et sa séquestration à La Vayssière, mais le mystère continue de planer sur le petit village aveyronnais qui les abrite. Monsieur Thomas est en prison, Célestin interrogé par les gendarmes. Qui a bien pu assassiner Tatoué ? Privés du meilleur d'entre eux, les joueurs de quilles de huit ont perdu leur entrain. Quant à Marc, inquiet pour Manon, il préfère rester auprès d'elle.

Manon a disparu. Que lui est-il arrivé ? L'a-t-on enlevée ou tuée ? Sa voiture de location a été retrouvée vide à deux kilomètres du village. Abandonnée sur une route en cul-de-sac. Les gendarmes enquêtent, mais personne ne sait ce qui s'est passé. Marc se lance à son tour dans des recherches. Son flair d'ancien journaliste va-t-il lui permettre de la retrouver rapidement ? Entre le Puech-bas et la Vayssière, entre Paris et l'Aveyron, il reconstruit le fil de ce qu'il s'est réellement passé.

La cinquantaine passée, Marc vient de quitter son job de journaliste. Il est un peu désœuvré dans son appartement parisien quand son ancienne collègue, la jeune Manon, vient le solliciter pour tenter d'élucider un meurtre vieux de dix ans qui s'est produit dans un petit village de l'Aveyron. Marc quitte alors Paris sans regret pour découvrir un autre univers qui tourne essentiellement autour d'un sport inconnu pour lui : les quilles de huit. Il apprend à connaître les figures locales.

Gin Sullivan is back in her small hometown of Trumbull, Pennsylvania, on an extended leave from her job at the Chicago medical examiner's office and rekindling an old flame with her high school sweetheart, Jake. Gin is readjusting to life at home when Jake receives harrowing news early one morning: the new housing development his construction firm is building has caught fire, and underneath one of the burnt homes is a dead body.

The first story featuring Ben, the lovable, humorous ex-sailor and down-at-heels rascal who can't help running into trouble. Ben is back home from the Merchant Navy, penniless as usual and looking for digs in fog-bound London. Taking shelter in an abandoned old house, he stumbles across a dead body - and scarpers. Running into a detective, Gilbert Fordyce, the reluctant Ben is persuaded to return to the house and investigate the mystery of the corpse - which promptly disappears!

Ben, wandering hungry through the foggy back alleys of Limehouse, is spooked by news of an old man murdered in Hammersmith - and runs! He crosses a plank, slips through an iron door, and goes to sea with the coal. But so does the man who did the murder...and a very pretty lady who did not. On the way the Atlanta loses a stowaway, a pickpocket, a murderer, a supercrook, a wealthy passenger, the third officer and a lifeboat. And that is how Ben gets to Spain....

Ben knows that whenever his thumbs are itching, something 'orrible is about to happen. Sure enough, on one foggy afternoon of itchy thumbs, the hapless Ben is implicated in criminal activity by the police - the kind of mistake it isn't easy to explain. Doing a runner, Ben hides in the basement of a deserted house, where he discovers the body of a well-dressed man, shot through the head...and much more trouble than he bargained for.

Ben the tramp's uncanny knack of running into trouble is unsurpassed in the final crime thriller written for him by J. Jefferson Farjeon. On a grey afternoon he was destined never to forget, Ben sat down on a park seat and proceeded to think, not of cabbages and kings but of numbers, lucky and unlucky. But it wasn't Ben's lucky day, or that of the nondescript-looking stranger sitting at the other end of the bench - murdered before his very eyes!

It's 1943, the war is raging, and sleuthing scribe Ellery Queen wants to do his bit. After a tortuous cross-country drive, he takes a job writing scripts for a Hollywood propaganda house - twelve hours a day of hack work that quickly turns his mind to jelly. After a few weeks, he is so worn down that he can type nothing but gibberish, and he decides to drive home. The trouble starts as soon as he reaches the desert.

Tired of being homeless and down on his luck, the incorrigible Ben has taken a job as a stoker on a cruise ship. But his luck doesn't last long when they are all shipwrecked in the Pacific. Seen through Ben's eyes, the uncharted island is a hive of cannibals, mumbo jumbo, and gals who are more nearly naked than any he has ever seen. And every time he tries to bluff his way out of a situation, he just bluffs himself further in, somehow convincing the natives that he has godlike powers....

With his usual knack of getting into trouble, Ben the tramp finds himself hunted by the law and the lawless in this breathless adventure. Returning home to his Cockney roots after a trip to Spain, Ben meets a mysterious stranger on a cross-Channel steamer and is promised a job. On arrival at Southampton, they take a taxi. Ben gets out to post a letter but on returning to the cab finds the stranger has been murdered!

In Strawberry Yellow, he returns to the strawberry farms of his youth and encounters family intrigue, danger, and murder. The series' most compelling and evocative mystery yet is set in the strawberry fields of Watsonville, California, where young Mas first arrived as a Hiroshima survivor in the 1940s. He returns for the funeral of a cousin and quickly gets entangled in the murder of a young woman. Was his cousin murdered, too?

The girl is found beside the East River, strangled. She's in her late 20s - so why was she carrying a fake ID? The case should have nothing to do with Reuben Frost, retired Wall Street lawyer, but Frost has never been known to mind his own business. Not to mention, his wife, Cynthia, has been slowed down by arthritis, and his social calendar is barren for the first time in decades. It's the perfect time to find a murderer.

In this delicious murder mystery we are introduced to Jeremy Wadlington-Smythe, a newcomer to the wonderful world of the whodunnit. In this novel, the first of the series, Jeremy, an accomplished orchestral conductor with a unique view of his mission, accepts an engagement to lead a major American symphony orchestra only to find himself in the midst of murder and mayhem.

Amateur sleuth Mordecai Tremaine is back in another classic mystery from the author of Murder for Christmas. Adrian Carthallow, enfant terrible of the art world, is no stranger to controversy. But this time it's not his paintings that have provoked a blaze of publicity - it's the fact that his career has been suddenly terminated by a bullet to the head. Not only that, but his wife has confessed to firing the fatal shot.