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Samy steckt mitten in den Weihnachtsvorbereitungen und eine Christmas Party folgt der nächsten, als sie erneut die dunkle Seite Windsors kennenlernt. Die Burtons veranstalten kurz vor den Feiertagen ein rauschendes Fest, zu dem Samy und Cornelius eingeladen sind. Daher ist es kaum verwunderlich, dass er im Laufe des Abends tot aufgefunden wird. Weil die Reichen Windsors lieber unter sich bleiben, versucht die Polizei auf anderem Weg hinter die Geheimnisse der Partygäste zu kommen - und zwar mit der Hilfe von Samy und Cor.

For FBI agent Blake Wilder, the past is inescapable. And the one lead she had, regarding the mysteries of her past, only led to dead bodies and dead ends. When Blake is assigned a new case, they find that their victim has been stuffed into a barrel — in pieces. Their search for the killer propels them onto a grim and twisted path filled with confusion and false leads. And for the first time in her career, Blake fears that she may not be able to solve this gruesome case.

Harry Borchard wird nach achtunddreißig Jahren Haft direkt in ein Altersheim abgeschoben. Er glaubt, dass der liebe Gott ihn hassen muss, als er seinen neuen Zimmernachbarn Rolf kennen lernt, der vor seinen Augen versucht, sich das Leben zu nehmen, aber anscheinend zu dämlich dafür ist. Als er dachte, es könnte nicht noch schlimmer kommen, stößt er auf Lothar, oder besser gesagt Lothar auf ihn. Dieser äußert einen Verdacht, dass ein Todesengel in den Gemäuern sein Unwesen treibt. Gemeinsam, mit Hilfe von Paul Joseph Braun versuchen sie dem Mörder auf die Spur zu kommen.

A hotshot venture capitalist—whose gold country is Silicon Valley—hires forensic geologists Cassie Oldfield and Walter Shaws to track his missing brother. The geologists are hooked by the story of this lost man, this wounded soul. And they have the skills to find him. It's what they do: view a rock under the microscope and unravel a mystery. Solve a crime. Prevent a crisis. Find a missing person.

Ex-cop Maxwell Fear knows all too well what can happen to a witness of a violent crime—which is why he has no choice but to protect her. Sloane Robertson is no longer the woman he met at a dinner party, or the woman he kissed at the front door. She’s a client, a job, nothing more than a person who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong damn time.

DEEP BENEATH THE STREETS OF SAN FRANCISCO, a murder victim is dumped at an archaeological dig. A note pinned to his shirt warns we will bury you. The question is, who is you? Desperate to learn what happened—and what might happen next—investigators bring in forensic geologists Cassie Oldfield and Walter Shaws. They have a reputation for reading the rocks with an X-ray eye, and unlocking a case.

Sasha North has gone missing. Everyone says she's run away, but I know better. We've been best friends since we were teenagers, since Sasha swept into the neighbourhood and brought colour to my life. Until a brutal attack changed both our lives forever. I know what happened that night. I know who wants revenge. And if Sasha has been taken. I know I'm next.

Forensic geologists Cassie Oldfield and Walter Shaws investigate one way: trouble on the canyon's Colorado River. Stranded raft. Life vests unused. Rafters missing. The only clue to the fate of the rafters is a bag of pebbles caught in the bowline. Following that clue, the geologists uncover a hellish scheme. Not only are the rafters in peril, but the river itself is under attack. The race to stop it takes Cassie and Walter deep into the canyon, and onto the mighty river, putting their own survival at stake.

In a throwback to the literary era of Mike Hammer and Shell Scott, Denver private investigator Bryson Wilde lives in an edgy 1952 world where the women are dangerous, cigarettes dangle from ruby-red lips, and the nights are hotter than Havana asphalt. In this riveting pulp noir thriller that will keep you guessing to the very last minute, Wilde finds himself spiraling into a string of murders, with the next one likely to come by Friday.

In Old London, where paranormal races co-exist with ordinary humans, criminal verdicts delivered by the all-seeing Heralds of Justice are faultless. After a man is declared guilty of murder and sentenced to death, his daughter turns to private investigator Yannia Wilde to do the impossible and prove the Heralds wrong.

The poker game had not yet begun, but we found him at the table, shot three times in the chest. My name’s Harry Starke. I’m an ex-cop turned private investigator. It was the week before Christmas. My friend was dead. I looked down at his body and I made him a promise. I promised to find his killer and break his arms no matter what it took. Bad idea. Everyone knows you don’t make promises like that, not even to the dead.

A MYSTERY AT SEA plunges forensic geologists Cassie Oldfield and Walter Shaws into deadly waters. When a boat is found deserted off the California coast, it looks to be a simple fishing accident. But there is nothing ordinary going on here. The geologists track the strange incident to an even stranger project. Someone with toxic skills is at work in this sea.

I never thought I'd see him again. We ended things on a horrible note, and it was all my fault. So when I bump into Colton at a local coffee shop, I'm convinced it's some kind of prank. But it wasn't. Colton was back in town, and he needed help. His mom was killed in a burglary gone wrong, and he's convinced there's more to the story.

Ex-Cop Paxton “Tank” Sokolofski’s life is shattered—first by a bullet, then by a woman. Now he passes his days tracking down cheating spouses. Not his idea of a good time. When Cori Transue moves in next door, things get a little more interesting. She’s a sultry little firecracker, and the way she looks at him definitely gets his attention. However, he doesn’t need a woman added to the mix, especially one with even more baggage than he has.

Fergus Fletcher is a hit man. For five thousand pounds, he'll kill anyone you want. For seven, he'll frame someone else. Pretending to kill someone is a first, but Alex Pennan has stolen from the mob and needs to fake his own death. Fergus is looking for love. So is Sam Ireland, a private investigator and part-time bike messenger. But she's got her hands on a very important package and is in a world of trouble with the mob. Joe Pepper, pillar of society and corrupt gangland fixer, will stop at nothing to intercept the package and protect his reputation.

Bryson Wilde, investigator for hire, lives in an edgy world where the women are dangerous, cigarettes dangle from ruby-red lips and the nights are hotter than whiskey-soaked jazz.

In this riveting pulp noir thriller that will keep you guessing until the very last word, private investigator Bryson Wilde finds himself spiraling into the dangerous world of a beautiful movie star who is being blackmailed for murder.

Joe Brody, ex-Special Forces operative suffering post-traumatic stress syndrome so severe that it turned him to drug and alcohol abuse, is getting his life back together. Living with his grandmother in Queens, Joe has taken what should be a simple job as a bouncer at a strip club where he can spend most of his nights reading the classics. The only catch is that his childhood friend Gio Caprisi, now head of New York's Italian Mafia, relies on Joe's extra-legal expertise when things get particularly nasty on the streets.

Suspecting his best days are behind him, Victor Drake runs an out of the way detective agency that provides him with just enough to get by. But when James Chandler comes to him desperately seeking deliverance from a menacing stalker who seems to possess supernatural powers, Drake needs to recapture his mettle to take on the challenge of a lifetime. Though he initially regards the paranormal elements of the story as preposterous, Drake agrees to the job.

Unverhofft wurde Sherlock Holmes und Dr. Watson die Ehre zuteil, auf einem Vergnügungs-Raumschiff einchecken zu dürfen. Trotz herzlicher Begrüßung durch den eitlen Kapitän, ahnt Holmes schon bevorstehende Detektivarbeit. Tatsächlich ereigneten sich an Bord Fälle vorübergehenden Wahnsinns.