To catch a jewel smuggler on a luxury yacht, Helen needs to pose as the ship’s new stewardess—but between serving drinks to the snobs, scrubbing floors, and cleaning up after seasick passengers, she’s starting to miss dry land almost as much...
When two male students execute a rag against the nearby Calladale women's agricultural college--a prank involving rhubarb and dead rats--the ladies decide to give the men back some of their own. They collect the litter and sneak it over to a pub...
Hillerman, author of the Joe Leaphorn mysteries, and Herbert, editor of The Oxford Companion to Crime and Mystery Writing, trace this short-story genre from its beginnings in the hands of Edgar Allen Poe through its development by the likes of...
There are human bones buried in an open field, the remains of a lost teenaged boy whose disappearance devastated a community more than thirty-five years ago… and scarred a guilt-ridden friend forever. A long-hidden horror has been unearthed,...
Julia Branner claims her millionaire father-in-law forced her to give up her baby girl for adoption years before. When a woman appears claiming to be her long-lost daughter, Julia insists she is a fake after the family fortune. As events take a...
The client was young, blonde and beautiful and she wanted to disappear.
The trouble was she wouldn’t say why, and she wouldn’t give her name. So Perry Mason agreed to a code of identification based on her measurements: 36-24-36.
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A ghost cat defies pure evil in
this gritty but tender tale of an
old train robber facing off the
devil. The big, golden tomcat
accompanies Lee when he’s
paroled from federal prison: a cat sometimes seen, sometimes
invisible. Lee is set...
PEKING
He had never looked forward to killing but it was different now. When a man isn't even human — when he has a frozen face and steel claws for hands — when he has planned a blood-drenched path of destruction — when his name is Martin...
An anthology of stories edited by Todd Robinson
My fingers can't find the bullet holes. They're there, because they brought me down.
Like a guitar riff sharp enough to slit a throat or the devil's amplifiers shrieking through the lonely night, this...