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Regardless of what the calendar says, Jack and Susan are always, eternally, 27 years old. They are destined for each other like Hepburn and Tracy, Dagwood and Blondie, Nick and Nora. They always acquire a shaggy white dog. In 1953 Jack's engaged to be engaged to a margarine heiress, and Susan's got a dark and mysterious suitor, and New York is at its glamorous best. When word arrives that someone is trying to poison Susan's long-lost uncle, she and Jack (and Woolf!) head for Havana to rescue uncle James, apprehend the bad guys and hit a few casinos on the side.
The War is over, even the rationing is nearly over, and a new queen, young Elizabeth, is due to be crowned next June. Mrs. Harriett Wallis should be happy. Her husband has an important job, the children are settling in with the new nanny, the new fashions are terrifically flattering, and the War is done. Unfortunately, in just a few months, Mrs. Harriett Wallis will become the second-to-last woman in England to be sentenced to death.
Henry and Emmy Tibbett have been traveling and are now headed back to England, on the ferry out of Harwich. It's a trip Emmy has been looking forward to, but her excitement flags when it becomes clear that the cabins are all spoken for; she and Henry will have to bed down in the "sleeping lounge" with a motley collection of their fellow travelers. By morning, one traveler has lost both his life and his fortune in Dutch diamonds. That's bad enough, but a few days later, when Emmy's unpacking at home, she makes a discovery that puts both Tibbetts in real danger. It will take their combined analytical skills to get them free of that terrible boat ride.
The War is over, but only just, and San Francisco is still crammed with military uniforms. It is also crammed with Bohemians. Noel Bruce, the protagonist of this mystery with elements of romantic suspense, straddles both camps: By day she's a straight-laced driver for the Navy, but at night she lets her hair down and parties with her flamboyant art-school chums. The party comes to a screeching halt, however, when a dead body turns up in a sculptor's studio.
In Skeleton Key, Georgine Wyeth, a widowed young mother in Berkeley, CA, met Todd McKinnon, a pulp novelist; it's now a few years later, and the couple are taking a trip with Georgine's daughter, Barbie. On their way home they stop for a brief visit with some relatives, only to be sucked into a strange case involving a disappeared husband and mysterious footsteps in the night.
John Grey, a newly minted lawyer in Cromwell's England is back in this follow-up to A Cruel Necessity. This time around, a mis-delivered letter has left Grey with more information about a murderous plot than it's entirely safe to know. Can Grey prevent the murder? And can he keep his mouth shut long enough to save his own skin?
In this latest historical mystery in the award-winning "Inspector Stratton" series, it is the summer of 1958 and Stratton is investigating the murder of a rent collector in Notting Hill, a part of London seething with racial tensions between Caribbean immigrants and their white working class neighbors. Based on real events and characters, The Riot is both an involving murder mystery, and a fascinating dive into London life in 1958.
A delicious, classic country-house mystery. Sir Henry Ancred, a celebrated Shakespearian actor, has arranged to have his portrait painted by Agatha Troy wife of Inspector Roderick Alleyn. She's rather glad to be stepping out of Alleyn's shadow, and when Ancred is killed at his own birthday party, Troy tries sleuthing on her own. But she's got a family full of suspects to contend with, and is pleased at last to hand things over to Alleyn.
An etching in the Ashbury mansion has suddenly acquired an inscription dated 1793. Miss Julia Paxton knows there was never anything written on that portrait until the visit of professional medium Iris Vance. Are the dead sending messages? And will Henry Gamadge, who is pretty certain the answer does not lie in the supernatural realm, solve the mystery before a murder occurs?
"Inspector Tibbett has fond memories of the island of Tampica, but his most recent visit uncovers drug smuggling and political corruption in the tropical paradise"--
Philo Vance finds his old chum District Attorney Anthony Markham up against a bizarre series of murders inspired by children's nursery rhymes. The first murder was apparently based on "Who Killed Cock Robin?"; it is followed by more hideous deaths referencing "Mother Goose." Philo Vance suspects a connection to a rather more sophisticated writer.
Wes Beattie, the hapless young son of a stuffy Toronto family is on trial for murder, and his explanations of what actually happened are entirely too fanciful to convince anyone. But Sidney "Gargoyle" Grant, a disreputable young lawyer, is irritated by the rush to condemnation, and resolves to untangle the truth.
When a man who really doesn't look the part tells hapless mystery author Ethelred Tressider that he may have killed someone, and there is actually not even a body, Ethelred is inclined to laugh the matter off. But the man in question is a successful mystery writer, and with Ethelred's sales none too hot, his agent Elsie think perhaps Ethelred should put in an effort for the reviews.
Julian Kestrel, the dandy detective of Regency London, is most decidedly a man of the world and, through his valet, Dipper, reformed Cockney pickpocket, is not without ties to the underworld. One such connection is Dipper's sister Sally, a prostitute who accidentally happens across the possibility of murder while picking her clients' pockets. Since Sally is not quite in the position to go to the police with her knowledge, she and Julian must chase the clues all through London, from glittery parlors to the dank halls of a home for fallen women.
Last in the delightfully funny Valentine-and-Lovelace series, Canary finds our two protagonists a bit the worse for wear. Their bar is losing money, largely because someone keeps insisting on leaving dead bodies around. The cops, this is the 1980s, after all, are not wildly interested in the gay community's little problems, so Lovelace and Valentine set up shop as sleuths, determined to stop the killer before he puts them out of business.
Like the rest of this cracklingly witty, fast-paced series, Slate is set in an exuberantly pre-AIDS world, when to be young, attractive, and the owner of a successful gay bar was a dandy thing indeed. Clarisse has hauled her dainty posterior off to law school, Valentine has opened Boston's grooviest gay boite, Donna Summer is still on the radio, and there's a dead body at the disco: Life doesn't get a whole lot more fun.
Regardless of what the calendar says, Jack and Susan are always, eternally, 27 years old. They are destined for each other like Hepburn and Tracy, Dagwood and Blondie, Nick and Nora. They always acquire a shaggy white dog. In 1933 Jack and Susan are both married to the Wrong People. These People are not quite so Wrong that Jack and Susan would like to bump them off, but when one of them turns up dead, Susan becomes the cops' favorite suspect. Thank heaven Jack (and the intrepid Scotty and Zelda) are on hand to prevent a terrible miscarriage of justice!
Third in the Todd & Georgine series by Lenore Glen Offord, originally published in 1949. Todd and Georgine McKinnon's pleasant domesticity is shattered by the sudden arrival of a distinctly nonconformist young man who tells a wild tale and dies a short time later. When Georgine gets a threatening phone call, solving the mystery becomes an urgent matter.
Inspector Singh has been shipped off to Bali as part of a pan-Asian task force investigating a terrorist bombing. As he knows nothing about terrorists or bombs, it is fortunate he's on hand to investigate the murder that turns up. Unfortunately, he has to work with a partner: a very peppy, very Australian partner he can't seem to ditch. Singh's frustration, however, is the reader's delight, as the giggle-worthy relationship between the two balances the complex, often dark storyline.
Fans of Regency-era romances will love this series, featuring the dashing Julian Kestrel. But it will also be catnip for devotees of classic gentlemen-sleuth mysteries, like those by Dorothy Sayers: with his quips, his impeccable tailoring and his knack for solving "problems" that baffle the police, Kestrel is the spiritual godfather to Lord Peter Wimsey
"Leo Stanhope, a young transgender man in Victorian London, faces blackmail and potential exposure while he tries to protect the vulnerable children of a murdered woman"--
It's murder at a country-house party; a Christmas party, in fact, where all the guests are eccentric, and all the household staff are former criminals. Which of them caused the disappearance of one of the players in the holiday pageant? Luckily, both Inspector Alleyn and his wife, Agatha Troy, are on hand to wrap up the case.
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