Tamar Valparaiso is on the verge of stardom. Both her new CD and video are set for release and her manager / recording company exec has rented a yacht for a launch party. As Tamar is performing a live version of her video, three masked and armed thugs kidnap her and escape on a boat. Initially, S...
Reading this is a nostalgic return to a time when picking up one of McBain’s detective stories about the 87th Precinct squad was a sure escape for a few hours to a diverting crime drama with soap opera overtones. Not far from the pleasant immersion of watching a show from the old TV series “Hill...
It's the heart of the summer. Kids are playing in open hydrants. The water pressure is sinking, and tempers are rising. The cops of the 87th Precinct know that someone out there is fighting fire with fire. And as usual, its all about...
Fat Ollie's Book is a clever story that contains a book within a book. When leaving the scene where a councilman was murdered, Detective/First Grade Oliver Wendell Weeks ("Fat Ollie") realizes that he now has to find two perpetrators, the person who killed Councilman Henderson and the person who ...
"I have your children. Don't call the police, or they'll die." It's a nightmare no parent should ever endure. Especially Alice Glendenning, a South Florida real estate agent who hasn't managed to sell a single home -- or collect any insurance money -- after her husband's fatal boating accident....
Over my years of reading mysteries, I have often encountered writers who acknowledged their debt to Ed McBain, but somehow I've just never gotten around to going to the source of all that inspiration. I decided to remedy that chasm in my mystery-reading experience this summer, starting with the v...
Great! McBain is an acknowledged legend in the crime fiction field, so no surprise I guess. But this is my first McBain book and while I've read my share of hard-boiled novels, I'm not a crime fiction reader per se. But I do know enough to tell you that this book is unqiue, as are all the books i...
The Empty Hours by Ed McBain (Evan Hunter)Before CSI, before the Law & Order, there were the 87th Precinct mysteries. The starred Cotton Hawes, Meyer Meyer, Steve Carella and some others, and focused on the legwork of detecting and police procedures.Thus there are plenty of scenes of cops gabbing...
Σχεδόν δύο μήνες πέρασαν από την τελευταία φορά που διάβασα βιβλίο του Εντ Μακμπέιν για το 87ο Αστυνομικό Τμήμα και σίγουρα μου έλειψε η γραφή του και ο κόσμος του. Αυτό που μόλις τελείωσα είναι το τέταρτο της σειράς και τόσο ο αγγλικός τίτλος (The Con Man) όσο και ο ελληνικός, τα λένε όλα. Ουσια...
Detective Matt Cordell was happily married once, and gainfully employed, and sober. But that was before he caught his wife cheating on him with one of his operatives and took it out on the man with the butt end of a .45. Now Matt makes his home on the streets of New York and his only companions...
I love Ed McBain. His books are serious, comic, irreverent and a joy to read. And its amazing the range he had with the 87th Precinct Books of which this is one — and the lawyer Matthew Hope to Blackboard Jungle, written as Evan Hunter.This is the 12th in the percent books with all the usual cha...
When James Harris left the army after a stint in Vietnam, he had been blinded and was suffering from serious psychological problems. Ten years later, he's living on his disability pension, on the small amount of money his wife makes, and on the pan-handling he does every day on the streets of Iso...
This book, which first appeared in 1975, is about halfway through the 87th Precinct series and it's one of the better books in the series. Two young female cousins, seventeen and fifteen, are walking home late one night after a party in a driving rainstorm. As they take refuge from the rain in an...
Publicada en http://lecturaylocura.com/clasicos-no...Con la ingente cantidad de novelas policíacas que se están sacando en la actualidad, tendemos a olvidar de dónde venimos; es decir, quiénes son los padres del género; este post busca que no se pierda la perspectiva en este aspecto, entre otras ...
"Two zany street photographers in Hollywood--caught in a deluge of mirth and murder." (from the book cover)
The Big Bad City - GEd McBainIn the opening pages, Steve Carella and Artie Brown return to the department with 9 basketball players (the 10th player was murdered) only to discover a knife fight erupting in a holding cell. It's a steamy August night, and Carella and Detective Parker end up having ...
Here is an irresistibly charming tale, beautifully packaged in a small, illustrated and slipcased gift book. All's quiet at the 87th Precinct on Christmas Eve . . . until Steve Carella's fellow detectives appear with a kid who's stolen a sheep, a robber with a bagful of gold, two guys fighting ov...
It's a happy day for the detectives of the 87th Precinct when one of their own, Bert Kling, marries his beautiful girlfriend, a very successful model named Augusta Blair. After the wedding party is over, the newlyweds retire to their hotel room and Bert decides to take a shower before the real fe...
George Chadderton is a musician who bills himself as the "Calypso King." Late one rainy September night, he leaves a gig with his manager and as the two are walking down the street someone comes up from behind them and shoots George to death. The killer also wounds George's manager in the shoulde...
If I was an attorney and I found out my client lied to me, I would dump her (or his) ass immediately. Sorry, dear friends. For a minute I forgot this is a book of fiction as stated on the cover; and I'm not an attorney. But that character, the main character, obviously I didn't like her much. She...
Ed McBain made his debut in 1956. In 2004, more than a hundred books later, he personally collected twenty-five of his stories written before he was Ed McBain. All but five of them were first published in the detective magazine Manhunt and none of them appeared under the Ed McBain byline. They we...
@page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } 8 Matthew was still steaming. Back some time ago, before they'd got to know each other better, he'd had the same kind of confrontation with Bloom. Twice, in fact. The first time was while Bloom was investigating the murder ...
Carella and Meyer came running out of the precinct and into the parking lot behind it, drenched to the bone before they’d taken half a dozen steps. Rain banged on the roof of the car. Rain drilled Carella’s head as he fumbled the key into the lock on the driver’s side, rain smashed his eyes, rain...
The elevator operator looked at him curiously on the way up, and he realized for the first time that he hadn’t shaved in two days, and that he probably looked like hell.The motion of the elevator tugged at his stomach, and he thought he was going to be sick again. He held on grimly, his teeth cle...
No old scores to settle. Balamani Kumar was not the man who�d pumped two nine-millimeter slugs into Christine Langston�s head last night. Or anyone else�s head, for that matter. * * * * The two priests sitting and drinking wine in the rectory of St. Ignatius Church could both remember celebrating...
I was. In later rationalization, I suppose I could claim that I knew the leader of the band in which Laraine Marsh sang was a kid named Dave Ryan who happened to be a part-time presser in Johnny’s tailor shop. In truth, I did not know this when I offered to accompany Laraine to her rehearsal. I w...
Where am I? she thinks. And blinks at the bedside clock. 7:15 A.M.She is instantly wide awake.“Kids!” she yells. “Jamie! Ashley! Up! We’re late! Up, guys!”She hears grumbling down the hall. Ashley’s voice. Jamie hasn’t spoken for almost eight months now.“Guys, are you up?” she shouts.“Yes, Mom!” ...
You said you want to talk to Charlie ..." "We'd like to surprise Mr. Crandall." "Oh, he'll be surprised, all right, don't worry. An interview with Charlie Nichols? Oh, he'll wet his pants, believe me. When's this thing gonna be in the paper?" "Next Sunday." "You work that close, huh?" "Yes." "Her...
The boy sitting opposite him was called Tigo, and he wore a green silk jacket with an orange stripe on each sleeve. The jacket told Dave that Tigo was his enemy. The jacket shrieked “Enemy, enemy!” “This is a good piece,” Tigo said, indicating the gun on the table. “This runs you close to forty-f...
A look of utter horror had crossed his face, and it lingered still in his eyes and around the corners of his mouth. “Yeah,” Tommy said. “That’s just the way I felt.” “You could have told me what was in the box,” Carella said, beginning to think his future brother-in-law was something of a sadist....