Bøger udgivet af Tim Kern

Inspired by a true incident: a supposedly empty rental truck is being readied for a customer, and when the back door opens, the funky smell turns out to be a body in a plastic trash bag.Detective Fred "Tree" Stumpf gets the murder case and begins sleuthing. Something's going on at the U-Drive_Em; mileages are being reassigned, the surveillance cameras develop glitches, and employees are getting conflicting orders.Soon, Detective Jerry Redding's case starts overlapping, and both detectives in the mid-size Indiana city are working again with each other, sorting out their respective cases and closing in on an interstate smuggling ring, Salvadoran illegals, Cuban green-card holders posing as Mexicans, the truck rental's father-daughter ownership team, and a crook named after a pasta who somehow has made a carpenter, a family man, rich beyond his dreams.And they close in on all the criminals as they solve all the crimes, and come up with a surprise ending.If you like twists, dogs, teens and toddlers, money, cigarettes, cops and crime, liars and killers, all in a mental maze that adults will get lost in and even middle-schoolers can read, read this.

Set in and around Columbus, Ohio and Ohio State, this story constantly twists once Ted and Lewis start freshman year. Lewis, the man about town, pursues Ted's mom. She's OK with that. But her boyfriend isn't. And Ted doesn't know about Lewis and he doesn't approve of the boyfriend. Lewis's father was murdered recently, and the investigation was -- the boys wonder -- amateurish? They set out to solve the case, but not without getting into more than they bargained for. A lot more. Each boy gets involved with girls their own ages, too, but that doesn't simplify anything. Back cover inscription: Two regular guys. Their freshman year, they become best friends. Their sophomore year, they solve a murder. And commit one.

It's a short read, but it will grab you.***Richard Bronner had no criminal experience, and he didn't know any criminals, or how to think like a criminal. He didn't even watch crime shows on television, but he knew he was headed down a criminal path. Where would it lead, and how he would get there? He didn't know that, either, but he knew that he was about to go… somewhere, down an unknown, dark lane. And Tommy Burkett was hitchhiking on it. That's it. The damn kid's going to blackmail me! But when? For what – what does a kid like that want?Bronner's paranoia was building, feeding on itself. When is he coming back to make his demands? What demands? How can I make sure nothing happens? I can get him fired, but what’ll that look like? Would anybody look? HR, maybe? What if he talks – who’d believe him?...Bronner mulled over a number of strategies. He had no criminal experience, and he didn't know any criminals, or how to think like a criminal. He didn't even watch crime shows on television, but he knew he was headed down a criminal path. Where would it lead, and how he would get there? He didn't know that, either, but he knew that he was about to go… somewhere, down an unknown, dark lane. And Tommy Burkett was hitchhiking on it.Bronner was there, leaning against a tree. He called out to the janitor."Hey, kid!"...Burkett saw the man, dark, the glow of the cigarette doing nothing to light the face in the hoodie’s shadow. He shielded his cigarette from the rain by pulling his hood farther forward. Tommy approached the stealthy figure…