Zaleski is a middle-aged philanderer determined to retrieve the Virgin’s Dowry, a jeweled monstrance worth £500,000, which has reappeared for display in an art gallery in Conduit Street in London.
This ageing Polish patriot carries out the crime but in doing so becomes the target for Detective Inspector John Raven of the CID – one of the most ruthless and capable policemen on the force.
‘Perfectly fascinating and perfectly written’ Chicago Sun Times
In his seventh adventure ‘G’ man Lemmy Caution is sent to investigate the murder of a female agent and the disappearance of a prominent scientist. His search leads Lemmy to notorious gangster Enrico Pranzetti, and straight into a trap …
Joey Luck and his daughter Cindy are small-time criminals going nowhere fast, until they join forces with Vin Pinna, a hardened criminal on the run from Miami.
They soon begin to set their sights higher and turn their hands to kidnapping. But their hostage, ex-movie star Don Elliot, seems to have different ideas. When he wants in they form a ‘quartet in crime’, and this time the stakes are higher still – eight Russian stamps worth a million dollars.
‘Realistic and suspenseful far beyond his average’ Observer
The first title in the popular Harpur and Iles series.
Harpur’s domain is a small seaport city south of London. It’s not unusual for the big-town criminals to consider such a spot as easy prey. At such times a policeman must rely keenly upon his colleagues, to be sure, and also upon his retinue of narks. This time it’s a Lloyd’s Bank branch that’s the target. When the heist is postponed, a policeman is killed. One nark, then another, is murdered.
As Harpur becomes driven to his limit, he must bypass regulations and settle things once and for all with a vicious crook named Holly. But not necessarily on his own terms.
Blood’s runnin’ down my face from where this guy’s just bust me, my nose feels like it’s split in half. Then this dame gets up an’ strolls over to me – I reckon I am not lookin’ quite so good.
She says: ‘Well for cryin’ out loud.’
Is this my big day or is it?
She stands lookin’ at me, sippin’ champagne. ‘So you’re a big “G” man,’ she says. ‘Well, personally, if you hadn’t got a lot comin’ to you I would take a bust at you myself, you lousy, crawlin’, gum-shoein’ dick. Have a drop of liquor, big boy.’ She pours the contents of her glass over my face. It stings like hell, but I’m tellin’ you it was good liquor.
The only clue that could lead to the arrest of a homicidal killer is a golf ball button, torn from the jacket the killer was wearing, and found next to the horrifyingly mutilated body of a young hooker.
There are four owners of jackets with golf ball buttons living in the city. When Detective Tom Lepski of the Paradise City Police checks out these jackets, suspicion falls on Ken Brandon, an insurance agent.
But just when Lepski is sure he has his man, two more horrifying killings occur, and he is faced with the trickiest case he’s ever had to solve.
Clint Sewell knew there wasn’t a wife within fifty miles who didn’t have reason to murder Mary Olan – because there wasn’t a husband around who didn’t think the grass was greener in Mary Olan’s bedroom. The latest occupant was Sewell’s boss, Dodd Raymond – a man not above using Sewell to cover up his sins. And maybe not above letting Clint take the rap when the fabulous Mary is found dead in Sewell’s bedroom closet with his belt around her neck.
Mark Girland’s problems begin when a beautiful blonde is found lying on a dark deserted quai in Paris – the initials of the top Chinese atomic scientist tattooed on her upper thigh.
The girl is suffering from acute amnesia. Girland, desperate for money, is ordered by the CIA to get any information he can – by posing as her husband.
But the appeal of the mission begins to wear thin when Girland discovers he has involved himself in a life and death race to extract vital atomic secrets from the scientist’s beautiful mistress.
Slim Callaghan is called to Devonshire to investigate a burglary at Margraud Manor, where valuable jewels – heirlooms of the Vendayne family insured for £100,000 – have disappeared.
With his assistant, Windermere Nikolls, he discovers some startling facts – particularly about the lovely Esme Vendayne – and the mystery leads Callaghan to a shady London nightclub and a violent underworld.
Jerry Stevens, an out-of-work bit-part movie actor, is offered a job at a thousand dollars a day to impersonate John Merrill Ferguson, one of the richest and most powerful men in the world.
Ferguson needs to finish a secret deal but hungry journalists are continually watching every move he makes. In order to complete it, Ferguson needs a ‘stand-in’. For Stevens, the money is beyond his wildest dreams.
But from the moment Steven’s steps into Ferguson’s shoes, he is thrown into a nightmare of intrigue, murder and stark terror.
Cara, Gayda, Pearl: sizzling dames. Travis, Clemensky, Clansing: desperate men. A set of secret papers. Bring in FBI man Lemmy Caution to recover the papers, and we have all the ingredients for a fast-moving story of espionage, deception and double dealing.
Lemmy Caution once again steers his way round the bodies of dead men and beautiful, very much alive, women to a successful conclusion.
A fast-moving, intricate and compelling contemporary mystery, starting with the brutal murder of a prostitute in London’s West End, and uncovering a politician with feet of clay, a bent ex-policeman and a baggage handling scam at Heathrow airport.
Brock and Poole might seem mismatched in age and temperament, but their verbal sparring hides a genuine mutual respect.