Renowned bone detective Bill Brockton and his intrepid assistant, Miranda, are about to get immersed in murder and intrigue in Avignon, France, home of the popes for most of the fourteenth century. But first, in this artful prequel to The Inquisitor's Key, other mischief is afoot in the ancient walled city. Inspector RenÉ Descartes of the French National Police is roused from a deep sleep to investigate a break-in at the Petit Palais, Avignon's museum of medieval masterpieces. Descartes's discovery plunges him into an elaborate, art-lined labyrinth: a labyrinth that leads him to a master forger's studio . . . and to a charred corpse. Just as he's finally closing the case, Descartes gets called to an even more bizarre death scene, where his path—and his fate—will collide with those of Brockton and Miranda. Views: 42
An anthology of brilliant stories by some of the world's most successful crime writers. Mark Billingham, Ann Cleeves, Harlen Coben, P.D. James, Val McDermid and Steve Mosby all contributed these stories—some of them never published before—for this special collection to tie in with the famous annual Theakstons Old Peculier Crime Writing Festival, held in Harrogate. With an Introduction by Woman's Hour's Jenni Murray. Views: 42
Beryl Kyte, a letter carrier who lives in the Winnipeg neighborhood of Norwood Flats, goes out for a hike one beautiful spring Sunday and literally trips over a body in the woods of the St. Vital Park. It's a dead woman with mushrooms sprouting in her mouth. In a panic Beryl struggles out to the main road and manages to hail a cellphone-toting passerby who notifies the police. Among the many officers who arrive on the scene is Inspector Frank Foote whom Beryl has seen around her neighborhood. A badly shaken Beryl is questioned and escorted home.It isn't long, however, before another body turns up and then another. As she follows the horrific discoveries in The Winnipeg Free Press, Beryl thinks she sees a pattern emerging. Beryl hadn't been of much help to the police in the case of the first dead woman—she'd only tripped over the body, after all—but when things begin happening around her own home, she wishes they could be of some help to her. But she can't even make the call for the crimes taking place in her yard—someone has been deadheading her lobelia, and someone has put a pretty little collar on her cat–will just make the police think she's crazy—except maybe that nice Inspector Frank Foote. Views: 42
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