“Homicide, by person or persons unknown,” was the judgment of the coroner’s jury - but for Jaime Dodson, brother of the murdered woman, the ordeal was just beginning. There was that crucial period that had begun when he stood over his sister, enraged, ready to strike. Only one course was open - to investigate for himself the events of the fatal evening, teasing the memory. His young wife, his friends watched in painful fascination; for two of them knew that already, under narcosis in the hospital, Jaime had confessed....
The filming of an American movie set on location in Greece becomes the stage for a far more sinister production in this unputdownable political suspense. Rich and famous movie directors like Harry Avery don’t ordinarily disappear - especially when on a routine flight in a private plane seeking location shots for another film. Yet why was Avery flying so close to the Albanian border? Why had his hitherto reliable plane crashed so unpredictably? And why wasn’t his body found among the wreckage?
Markham Grant knew he was sane. He knew he had seen a murder. But two days later he fell passionately in love with the woman who had been killed. Who was the man he had seen strangling her? Or was she going to be strangled? Doubt piled on doubt, question on question, as he blundered on alone, unable to gain the help of foreigners who thought him mad.
Young Marta Cornish was haunted by a heritage of buried scandal and dark desires. Her father - a composer of genius - had died violently and the sinister enigma of his death lingered, poisoning the lives of those who had loved and hated him.Suddenly, past anguish exploded into present terror: a shadowed figure walked, desperate to lay the ghost of Martin Cornish - at the price of his daughter’s life....
In a neatly handled story with a fresh setting, Helen Nielsen introduces Larry Willis, star salesman for an American farm equipment company, who earned a trip to Copenhagen for a business convention. With four days free before its opening, he wandered about in a lonely and bewildered state until a stranger addressed him as “MacDonald” and handing him a package containing three hundred dollars. From that moment on he was the busiest man in Copenhagen.
Down at the edge of Mexican town, where the pavement gives out and the yellow dust drifts ankle deep over the hard packed adobe, a radio is moaning a dreamy beat into the night. It is the kind of music that needs two people, but only one is listening - a long legged blonde who keeps time to the music while brushing her glistening hair …She drops the brush and reaches for the tall glass that stands on the dressing table - and then she hesitates, peering into the blackness of the room beyond.
Barney Amling, president of Pacific Guaranty, disappears. So do a million of the company’s dollars. Ostensibly, he has gone to Mexico City for a monetary conference, but he didn’t arrive and wasn’t expected. His wife calls in the lawyer Simon Drake (Helen Nielsen’s usual and always brilliant detective). Neither she nor Simon, who knows Barney well, can believe that he’s a thief; nor can Captain Reardon, chief of police, who is another old friend. But things don’t look good.
Was the crash deliberately contrived, a diabolical piece of sabotage, or was it cruelly fortuitous? Simon Drake - Miss Nielsen’s very personable and popular lawyer-detective - happens to be at the airport at the time of the crash, and notices that some surprising people have been awaiting the ill-fated plane: among them, a gangster boss and a millionaire playboy. He hastens to take his boat out into the bay, to help search for possible survivors, but all he manages to pick up is one piece of hand luggage.
A super-cool lady - a passionate murder. Simon Drake hadn’t counted on violence when he asked the super-cool Hannah Lee to manage the Marina Beach mansion. With beautiful Hannah residing as den mother and poker companion, Simon soon found himself host to the most colorful characters on the California coast. And, shortly, he discovered that his lovely home was a haven from everything but passionate murder.
It was a Tuesday night in November, 1962. Rain fell slow and steady in Manhattan, slanting hard on near-deserted sidewalks and streets pocked by the occasional twin circles of approaching headlamps. Taxis spawned out from Times Square like predatory bugs in search of new feeding grounds, and here and there a truck rolled heavily past sleeping skyscrapers where spotty clusters of bright windows indicated janitors were toiling late on nocturnal rounds. Nature had a conspiracy against Kyle Walker.
As in her sensational first offering, Helen Nielsen has again come up with a fast-paced and remarkably readable mystery. It begins when a gorgeous girl makes an incredible proposal, and ends when a would-be fall guy unearths some low schemes in high society - while solving a murder to save his own skin. The action is smooth, tough and colorful all the way.
A beautiful suspect with an intense desire to kill. The murder of Roger Warren seemed like an open-and-shut case. The evening before, Roger and his dazzling wife Wanda had moved from one bar to another, fighting loudly and publicly. The next morning, the dead figure of Roger was slumped in a living room chair…while Wanda lay sleeping in bed, a bloodied knife on the pillow beside her.At the District Attorney’s office, the bereaved beauty could remember nothing...except an intense desire to kill.
Danny Ross, kid hitch-hiker trapped by circumstantial evidence … Now he was a fugitive, alone and friendless …His one ally lay on the seat of the stolen car, the gun he’s ripped from the sheriff’s holster when he escaped. The sight of it brought sweat to his forehead, made him want to toss it out the window. But he could not …Now it was all he had, and he was going to need it …