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The horribly crushed body that crashed onto the Manhattan pavement has at least two names, several passports, and an address book full of important friends - among them, a millionaire roué; his exotic, deadly mistress; and his coolly beautiful wife - all of whom seem to have forgotten him very abruptly when he became a corpse. No one is talking, so it is up to Captain Corrigan, the man with the eye patch and a way with crime, to solve a violent puzzle of lust, greed, high espionage - and the worst kind of murder.

Is the lovely young heiress hiding somewhere among the shiny steel towers of Manhattan? Or is she the horribly mutilated corpse hauled up from the sewers of the city? Captain Timothy Corrigan, the cool cop with the eye patch, sets out to solve the puzzle and finds himself playing a fantastic game of hide-and-seek in a glittering world where everything is make-believe - except sudden, shocking death.

Joe Maddox was one of moviedom's most successful producers. But could he produce $200,000 in time to save his wife, his scriptwriter, and his leading lady? They didn't know. All three were held at gunpoint in a deserted California beach house, but they'd find out one way or another....

Some men retire on a hundred grand...or buy their wives mink coats with days of the week sewn in the lining...or fly to Rio for a good cup of coffee - but not Jim Morgan. Jim had a hundred thousand all right - neatly packed in stacks of 50s - only someone had made an expensive mistake. A mistake that put him on the run for his money - as well as his life.

The banners waved, the crowd cheered, the reporters rushed toward the candidate as he made his way to the speaker's platform. And then a shot rang out. The candidate clutched at his chest, screamed, and fell dead. It was a pretty kettle of fish for Tim Corrigan, the crime solver with the eye patch and the stainless-steel nervous system. The suspects included the candidate's voluptuous widow, his handsome bodyguard, and a breathtaking young thing with every reason to want the candidate dead.

In Terror Town, the small New England town of Northfield is deftly sketched as the background for a series of violent deaths, all on the exact same spot: the muddy gravesite where the first body, that of a farmer's son, had been found.

Djuna and Ben weren't sure they believed in ghosts. The little girl who opened the door of the haunted house didn't look like a ghost, yet she vanished into thin air. They had to find out what happened to her. And they had to rescue Waterbury, the time-telling turtle who walked into the deserted house - and didn't walk out. Djuna found clues, and he added them all up to solve a case the secret service couldn't crack!

"Let's face it, Alex: you were the KGB's top assassin, and they paid you off. Just as we might. A cushy lieutenant-colonelcy in Tokyo, riding pour le sport , a yacht, your pick of Eurasian dolls... Like? We can do you better in the USA, Alex--come on over, and bring your secrets with you." That was FACE's pitch to the would-be defector, and it got results. Witness one hell of a nice courier slashed and dumped in a Tokyo alley.

Mysteries have a way of finding Djuna, and this time a missing page from an old ship's log and the dead captain's haunted house start the ball rolling. Djuna has learned that Captain Beekman brought a treasure from his whaling trips. Who can have an interest in letting the boy get lost? Was Djuna close to the answer of the mystery?

All police sergeant Burt March wanted was a chance to recover from a recent brush with the Grim Reaper. Sun, fun, and a willing broad - that was all he needed. But the broad had along a sugar daddy with his own private squad of goons with guns. And when the fun began, Burt found himself the gunmen's number one target.

What is the connection of "Fowl Relief" and an English golf-playing king? Does the nickname of Jimmy Douglas' great-great-grandfather have any significance? Tie these answers with the other clues and the mystery of the purple bird is solved, but not until Djuna, the brilliant young sleuth, and his pal Jimmy go through an ordeal that almost takes their lives. The boys tangle with an antique dealer and a tiger-skin diary - just to name a few of the events - in their struggle to solve the mystery.

Free passes to the circus seemed pretty exiting to Djuna and his friend, Tommy Williams, and things promised to be even more exiting when they met their old friends, Socker and Cannonball, at the entrance gate, but they were only the start of a hair-raising experience. The boys soon learned that the newspaper reporter and the state trooper were trying to uncover a pack of tricksters who were cheating the circus audiences.

Police captain Bartholdi sometimes indulged himself in a harmless fantasy. His thoughts, he would imagine, were irresponsible imps that wriggled out of his head and scampered around with an abandon that was often embarrassing. A woman had been kidnapped. The woman was dead. Bartholdi was convinced that a murderer was at that moment having a grim laugh at his expense. He knew who the murderer was. He would have bet his pension and his sacred soul that he knew.

Where is Harlan James? He is the indicted, bail-jumping leader of Banbury's militant Black Hearts who has gone underground… but whose rage, still heard on tape, is edging the city toward interracial terror. Harlan James calls for violence - for black protests, demonstrations, drastic political action against the city's white leaders. But did he also call for - or commit - murder?

Old Slater O'Shea, the golden goose, was ruler of a peculiar roost. A gaggle of free-loading O'Sheas were lazing around the mansion, letting Slater foot the bills, while they waited for him to die and leave them his money. But Uncle Slater was in fine health, and someone got tired of waiting. When Slater went upstairs for a little nip before his nap, his bottle of bourbon was labeled "Rest in Peace".

They are two brilliant madmen who think killing is fun. A freak of the law has set them free, and now a hidden killer, acting as judge, jury, and executioner, threatens them both. Enter Tim Corrigan, assigned to protect the pair against the fatal harvest of their own violence. Corrigan soon takes their place on the deadly spot.

Den døde har jakken omvendt på, bukserne vender den forkerte vej, det samme gør skjorten og vesten, værelset er endevendt. Ellery Queen har aldrig set noget lignende, og ingen synes at vide, hvem den døde er. Kun at vedkommende få timer tidligere henvendte sig til forlægger Donald Kirk. Kirk er leder af Mandarin Press, det førende forlag for udenlandsk litteratur, og desuden passioneret frimærkesamler: For ham og andre i toppen af virksomheden findes der ganske enkelt ikke noget smukkere end et sjældent frimærke.