This book was a quick, easy, relaxing read. It was so full of stereotypically Aussie ways of talking (noone really talks that way do they?) but it seemed to be a bit self-mocking and also a bit passive-aggressive in it's deliberate use of Australian words for things and delinerately not understan...
“We can’t help loving sleuth Kylie Kendall. . . . We’ll follow her wherever her brunette ambitions take her.”— Girlfriends Kylie may still be a private eye in training, and she may still be reeling by the secret her business partner finally revealed to her. But nothing can compare to her family...
Kylie Kendall is hired for a routine security detail to prevent an academic rival from disrupting Dr. Oscar Braithwaite’s keynote address at UCLA’s Global Marsupial Symposium. Sounds easy enough to be downright dull, but then Dr. Braithwaite is murdered, and his sister, the sexually voracious and...
On a hot summer day in Sydney Australia, teacher Bill Pagett is murdered. Detective Inspector Carol Ashton uncovers tangled relationships among six teachers, threats by letter and phone, and another corpse. Plus she is attracted to prime suspect Sybil Quade.
"Chicka called in a panic. You weren't here, so I spoke to him." "More opals?" Bob nodded. "The Kelvin Kookaburras are loaded with them. Same as before, Chicka says. Good quality black opals." At our advice, the Hartnidge brothers had rented a unit in a self-storage facility and were keeping all ...
Now left! Take the driveway on your right." The gates were open. Apparently Sven, whoever he was, had come through. The drive wound its way ever upward, until we crested the rise and came to a flat parking area. The house perched on the brink of the cliff, hanging on for dear life so it wouldn't ...
"Call me Howie," he'd said as he bounced over, smiling, and pumped my hand. "Love you Aussies! Had some great times fishing for marlin off the coast of Queensland." When he came on the line, Howie was just as briskly cheerful as the day before. He assured me how hard he'd fought on my behalf for ...
"This one's too smart. For example, he uses a different florist every time. I tried a spot of detective work myself, and called a couple of florists to find out who'd ordered the flowers. Got nowhere." Ariana's signet ring flashed as she picked up a ballpoint—black, of course. "I'd like the name ...