A unique mystery series that focuses not only on fascinating crimes, but also on the evils of apartheid in South Africa. When Lieutenant Tromp Kramer joins forces with brilliant Bantu Detective Sergeant Mickey Zondi to investigate an accidental murder, they are confronted by the mysterious and le...
First Line: For an undertaker George Henry Abbott was a sad man.In this first book in the Kramer and Zondi mystery series set in South Africa and originally published in 1971, a beautiful blonde has been killed by a bicycle spoke to the heart. The use of bicycle spokes as murder weapons is the si...
Zondi woke at six, shook his head to see if Mama Bhengu’s gin had done any damage, felt nothing, and slipped out of the double bed that he shared with his wife Miriam and their three youngest. Placing his feet carefully, for the next ones up had graduated to sleeping on mattresses spread on the r...
Within seconds the caretaker was out in the hall with a gun shaking in his hand. Then, when he saw the empty milk bottles rolling about, and who had knocked them over, he quickly lowered the revolver before there could be an accident. “Heaven’s sakes, laddie, but you gave me a terrible turn!” he ...
His shoulders slumped. There had been a time, of course, a couple of years back when he was only seventeen, when all he had asked of life was a horse and a gun. A time when he would leap into his saddle and gallop off at the slightest excuse, even if it was only a Bantu female reporting attempted...
With a stitch in his side, and knees all wobbly, he slowed to a jog, to a fast walk, and finally to a brisk shuffle. Not long after that, he sat down. “Mechanise,” said Ramjut Pillay. So he took out his knotted sock and began to untie it, confident that he should have enough money for a prodigiou...