Old Crime

Sheriff Colt Harper believes he's colorblind in his enforcement of the law. But is he? When a Black man is murdered, it ignites age-old anger in the African American community over the injustices they've endured and forces Harper to confront his own personal demons. Harper's single-minded pursuit of justice for the dead man thrusts him between two volatile groups - furious Blacks who don't know if they can trust him and racist Whites who want to use the controversy to spark a bloody race war.

Rob had a final piece to play last month, and the Black Queen has finally come forward. Negotiating a deal with three mafia heads, the Black Queen’s revenge is nearly complete but one thing stands in her way: Jonathan Greene. His death would be the unifier needed to finalize the agreement.

Chattanooga 1906. The town erupts when a young white woman is assaulted in a dark cemetery. After a quick, flawed trial, a black man named Ed Johnson is convicted of the crime and sentenced to death. Despite a direct order from the U.S. Supreme Court to stop the execution, a mob lynches Johnson. The infuriated high court holds Captain Joseph Shipp, the ambitious county sheriff, responsible for the outrage and charges him with contempt.

Tom Wallace's descent into darkness began slowly. First, he murdered two of his children in self-centered rage when he learned they were not his biological children. Second, he was fueled by his insatiable greed and desire for money. His involvement in drug trafficking started as a means to accumulate wealth beyond what his ranch and community involvement could provide. With his remote location and the use of innocuous-looking antiques as concealment, he operated discreetly, shielded from suspicion.

Another murder rocks the small Welsh town of Gilfach - the police are baffled, the corpse is getting colder, and only Granny Smith, the intrepid pensioner sleuth, stands between justice and all out anarchy. Granny has a talent for mayhem, and soon those talents are put to good use as our intrepid pensioner starts to unravel the case, which finds her provoking Chief Inspector Miskin as she comes up against a full-scale police investigation, proving that you’re never too old to make a nuisance of yourself and that 71 is actually the new 21.

There's a brutal murder in the small Welsh village of Gilfach. The police are clueless. With no motive and no real suspect, the investigation soon grinds to a halt. Enter Mary Anne Smith, otherwise known as Granny Smith, the 71-years-young, pipe-smoking, heavy metal-loving, chaos-causing amateur sleuth with a difference.

Maigret uncovers some troubling family politics in this new translation, book 33 of the Maigret series. When a charming elderly widow appeals to him for help, Inspector Maigret travels to a seaside village in Normandy - uncovering a lost fortune and some poisonous family politics.

Im Zeitalter des Internets und der elektronischen Überwachungsanlagen ist Wyatt kaum noch konkurrenzfähig. Er muss die Ansprüche zurückschrauben und sich mit Klein-Klein begnügen. Ein Juwelenjob erscheint da ganz nach seinem Geschmack - nichts Extravagantes, nichts Undurchschaubares, bis auf die Tatsache, dass es Eddie Oberins Job ist und nicht nur Oberin darauf besteht, bei dem Überfall mitzumischen, sondern auch seine Exfrau Lydia Stark, von der das Insiderwissen stammt. Wyatt arbeitet lieber allein, gibt aber grünes Licht, denn sein Plan ist wie immer akribisch vorbereitet.

Ein sympathischer Großstadt-Dandy trifft auf zwei alte Ladys, die es faustdick hinter den Ohren haben - und gemeinsam lösen sie jeden Fall im malerischen Dorf Bunburry. Hier duftet es verführerisch nach dem besten Fudge der Cotswolds, der Pub ist bekannt für sein leckeres Ale und das Verbrechen lauert direkt hinter dem nächsten Cottage. Denn auch in der schönsten Idylle gibt es Leidenschaft, Eifersucht, Hass und Mord - garniert mit einer guten Portion Humor. Das Glück liegt nicht immer auf der Straße.

Two homicide detectives Turner Hahn and Frank Morales. One looks like a matinee idol out of the 1930s. The other a modern day version of a Neanderthal. Both extremely skilled in their chosen professions. They're the ones who catch the cases no one else want to touch. The hard ones; the ones with few clues. The ones which have no suspects. Or the ones which have a thousand suspects. It doesn't matter. If a killer or killers are out there waiting to be found. Bank on it. Turner and Frank will find them.

Just because she's made AARP doesn't mean she's DOA. Take it from 60-plus Margot Manning. The family vultures are chomping at the bit to grab her considerable fortune, so they petition to become her conservators. But they haven't a clue how strong she still is. Currently, that means solving some highly suspicious deaths.

This novel has been in the works since its beginning in 2005 when a century and half old colonial style home was restored by the author and his wife, Barbara. For over twelve months, the house did an amazing transformation, the third time since its original construction in 1845. The first time it was restored was 1861. The second time in 1932 and the last time in 2005.

This is a collection of 10 stories inspired by real murders that took place in old New York. The details behind the murders, in almost all cases, left the city wondering what happened. Over 100 years later, these crimes remain unsolved to this day. Sit back and enjoy, because, maybe, this is what really happened.

Blacklisted by the police. Being sued by a client. And broke. Things can’t get any worse for Brighton’s No. 1 Private Detective, Joe Grabarz, in this blistering debut novel from award-winning writer Tom Trott. That’s when his best friend’s body washes up on the beach. Could it really have been 10 years? How could his life have ended like this? He needs answers. But with the city in the grips of organised crime, and struggling to deal with an influx of legal highs, who cares about just another dead drug dealer?

In his decades as an insurance investigator, Dave Brandstetter has never shied away from violence, and he’s had more than his share of close calls. Time's catching up with him, his body's slowing down, and his wit isn't as sharp as it used to be. But he will forgo retirement once more for the sake of a puzzle no detective could resist. Walking on the beach, a friend finds a bedraggled child who claims he's witnessed a murder. The victim is a drug-addicted pop star, and the obvious suspect is the dead man’s ex-girlfriend - a junkie whom the child saw standing over the body.

In working-class Bay Ridge, Michael drives for a car service and gives lifts to his father, a former sanitation worker and current small-time bookie. He has a friend with a heroin habit, and a longtime girlfriend who expects they’ll get married one of these days. Michael spends most of his time on the familiar streets where he grew up, but now he’s crossing the bridge into Manhattan for some college classes—where he meets a seductive female classmate who seems to come from a whole different world.

Were things really better in the good old days? Gilda O'Neill's powerful exploration of the teeming underbelly that was to be found in the fog-bound streets, rat-infested slums, common lodging houses, boozers, penny gaffs, and brothels in the heart of the greatest empire that the world has ever seen brings to life the real working-class London of Victoria's reign.

Il tempo è giunto a termine nella Città Vecchia. Mentre a Portland il ritmo della gentrificazione raggiunge il suo limite massimo, in Oregon, lo squallido negozio di tatuaggi di Darby Holland, Lucky Supreme, viene distrutto da una bomba che ha sventrato un intero isolato. Solo una chiamata di avvertimento dalla sua prostituta preferita gli ha salvato la vita. Ora Darby non ha più niente da perdere e decide di scoprire chi c'è dietro la misteriosa esplosione che ha devastato il quartiere.

When an arrogant and selfish 26-year old, Ken Paulson, inherited a large national jewelry store chain, he probably shouldn’t have fired 72-year old Wayne Robbins, a brilliant engineer who helped Ken’s father build the company. And he certainly should not have stolen Robbins’ retirement funds, patents, and royalties. But, he did. The need to survive forces Wayne to develop a brilliant plan. Traveling the country in their motor coach, these sweet grandparents devise and execute perfect crimes.

Threatened victim, waiting grave...Sheriff McQuede is called to the cemetery by Ben Ward, a member of Durmont's Good Old Boys' Club. Ward's tombstone, where he plans someday to be buried with his first wife, is vandalized. A menacing date of death, fast approaching, has been drilled into the stone, and splotches of red paint drips over it like blood.