Former FBI forensic psychologist Robert Payne takes on a case that the previous investigator had died in the middle of, run down by a hit and run driver. The woman says the wrong person, a teenager, was arrested.The case is to find out who killed her twelve year old daughter, one of a number of y...
Her name was Crimson... and she was a legend. A beautiful pirate queen who plundered the 16th Century Caribbean sea by day and confronted voodoo and vampires during the steaming tropical nights.Cast in Dark Waters is an original dark adventure tale by Ed Gorman and Tom Piccirilli — a fine additio...
Someone was trying to blackmail Marshal Morgan with a dirty secret about his wife-until the blackmailer was murdered...and the Marshal's wife was accused.
An acclaimed author of Westerns now pulls off his most exciting adventure--of one man's vow of vengeance against another man . . . and an animal. It wasn't just the memories of his murdered brothers or his ten years in jail that reminded Chase how much he hated Reeves. It was the scars from the n...
This is the first in a mystery series, featuring lawyer Sam McCain, who lives in the small town of Black River Falls, Iowa. It is 1959 and the book begins with Sam and the girl he yearns after, Pamela, watching Buddy Holly on the show which would prove to be his last. If you are a fan of Buddy...
The acclaimed Sam McCain series continues - with another case of murder in America's mid-century heartland. In this charming, expertly crafted new mystery set in the twilight of Iowa's 1950s, fledgling lawyer Sam McCain is dancing to a different tune when he discovers that the beautiful blonde wh...
The first book in the new Noah Ford Western series by Spur Award winner Ed Gorman. A blend of the classic television series The Wild, Wild West and the USA show Peacemakers. Noah Ford made a serious mistake in the eyes of his family when he joined the Union forces--and his Rebel brother David to...
A new "Robin Hood" is riding the range--a hero bank robber who's handing over the spoils to poor farmers and needy townsfolk. But the bandit's using powerful explosives in his endeavors--and military investigator Noah Ford has to put a stop to the altruistic outlaw's destructive ways. But Ford's...
In August 1898, Septemus Ryan is beside himself with grief after his young daughter is killed during a bank robbery. So when his sixteen-year-old nephew, James Hogan, celebrates his birthday by accompanying Uncle Septemus on a trip, it soon becomes apparent to James that Septemus has other plans ...
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Filled with joyously precise period detail (Kirkus Reviews), this new Sam McCain mystery brings readers back to 1950s lowa, as the Ford Edsel is unveiled -- and a body is found in the trunk of one of the brand-new cars.
A collection of horror stories.
This nostalgic trip to 1960s lowa will have mystery fans on the edge of their seat. When presidential candidate Richard Nixon decides to make Black River Falls, lowa, a campaign stop during the summer of 1960, the country's most powerful judge, Esme Ann Whitney, wants the town to gleam like polis...
A small town in Iowa, the site of a fire that occurred 25 years ago, is paralyzed with fear. There is a killer on the loose, leaving behind bodies and intricate voodoo symbols. The town thought it had had its share of misfortune, but now no one has a clue about the current murders. Psychological ...
He was panting, staggering. He was not used to running this way. He quickly became aware of a young mother pushing a stroller watching him. He could imagine how he looked. The mother shook her head in great distaste and hurried on by. Bitch, Dobyns thought. Smug fucking bitch....
No air-raid sirens had sounded, no words were bellowed from the loudspeakers the city had planted in various places, no Paul Revere had hopped in his car and driven up and down the dark streets announcing that Sara Hall had been arrested for murder. And yet there they were, maybe as many as fifte...
This was the distribution and business center. The factories shipped everything here. By the time he’d been drafted Donovan had steered the company to becoming a major local employer. The company turned out a variety of products, but its mainstay was stereophonic speakers for the very high end—th...
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Dirty moonlight and tumbling trash, like something out of a noir sci-fi film. Both Lucy and Kathy were in David Nolan’s office when I got back. Each had a bottled wine cooler in front of her. They didn’t seem to be in danger of becoming rummies anytime soon. ‘We don’t know whether to celebrate or...
This was an hour after finishing breakfast with Stephen Stoddard. Sovich, dressed in the type of black suit and white shirt and red-lined cape you would expect to see on an opera baritone, walked into the boxing camp smiling. Guild, John T. Stoddard...
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE Margie Ryan started scratching herself almost right away. She liked to think of herself as a tough-ass cop, and in most respects she certainly was. She'd seen-and effectively dealt with-every kind of bloodshed and carnage imaginable. She had been shot at, stabbed,...
NINE By the time I reached the parking garage, a winter dusk had settled over the chill air. The garage was in shadows. On my way to my car I heard my name called out cheerfully. Ahead of me in the gloom, I saw Tommy Byrnes wave and walk toward me. My stomach did unpleasant things. W...
And she came back to her surroundings to find herself seated across from him at a round table in a corner of the dining room. It was the same table where she had always sat with her mother. It was all the same. The bottle green wallpaper with the burgundy frieze. The mantelpiece crammed with Vict...
One is of our governor, which is only fitting, while the other two bear a remarkable resemblance to Cliffie himself. In fact, they are of Cliffie. Both show him in his khaki uniform and campaign hat. One of them depicts him in a crouch aiming his Magnum right at the viewer. It’s a pulp-magazine c...
the bartender asked. “Please,” I said. As he mixed me another scotch and soda, he said, “Hope you don’t have far to go tonight. That damned snow doesn’t want to quit. I told the wife I might wind up staying here. We’ve got a cot in the back. Of course she thinks I’m hitting on the two waitresses....
“That’s sort of how I am. In the hospital it was a real struggle. My mom and everybody would bring me rosaries and holy cards and little pieces of palm and I’d feel guilty because sometimes it just all seemed like a joke. If there really is a God don’t you think He’d just talk to us once in a whi...
The reporters were local. They had no idea who I was, which was to my advantage. A Chicago man or woman might recognize me because I’d been around so long. The clerk said, ‘This gentleman would like to get through. I’d appreciate it if you’d stand down the counter, please.’ They were not happy, t...
"I could never do that," Donna said over her fish sandwich and fries. "What?" "Climb down a three-story wall the way Lockhart did." "You could if you were desperate enough to get out." "He must have been very desperate." "He was." "He really used a hacksaw?" "Probably." "I...
I called Neil and Mike to remind them that at nine tonight we were going to pay a visit to that crumbling stucco apartment house again. I spent an hour on the lawn. My neighbors shame me into it. Lawns aren’t anything I get excited about. But they sort of shame you into...
Not only were the rooftops and the scrub pines mantled festively in white, but on each home were hung elaborate electrical ornaments that at night were as spectacular as anything that could be seen in the downtown areas of large cities. Against the chill starry night sky you saw a red-cheeked San...
The black man who worked there had set up bottles and cans on the top railing of the small corral for Evans to shoot off. At the sound of the first shot a small crowd of kids had gathered and now watched Evans put round after round into the targets. “My pop says Ben Ritten...
He might have been something of a fancy lad but in the last few minutes I’d gotten to see that he was good with both gun and fist. I suppose, strictly speaking, that I had it coming, having slept with his wife and all. But I didn’t like it and planned to return the favor when I got the chance. Hi...
Louis, at which point he transferred to a Yellow Cab. He told the cabbie, a black man with an amiable face and shrewd, brown eyes, that he was headed for Menlow Park Hospital. The driver glanced at him in the mirror again. Patient or visitor? the black man was obviously thinking. Then he smiled. ...
Focus groups seem to bother them especially. I’ve never understood why. A cross section of twelve people studying commercials and print ads can often point out flaws that the consultants miss. This doesn’t mean that you find every comment useful. Some of them can get pretty dumb. But most focus g...
Seven members of the town council had gathered in a restaurant on the corner that overlooked the town square. In fact the entire council was present except for its most volatile force, Carl Laumer. Coffee was the fare for the evening. Not beer, which made the moment even odder. These were men who...
because of his thick glasses. We were friends because we read science fiction. I doubled up on Gold Medal novels of course, but since all the books and magazines we wanted could be found at the same drugstore—specialists in cherry Cokes—we always ran into each other. He was a relentless smart-ass...