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On the bed, the naked bodies of a man and a woman. "Bullet in the head's not the way to go," Larry Hill, Isaac Cook's detective inspector, said. "Do you recognize him?" Detective Chief Inspector Isaac Cook said. "James Holden, from what I can see." "Rent by the hour?" "Not according to her handbag. There's a business card. She worked for the man." "You know this will be all over the media within the hour," Isaac said. "James Holden, a proponent of the sanctity of the marital bed, man and wife. It's bound to be."

Three bodies. Thirty-five years buried. One cop's signature on all three cases. Detroit detective Jordan Cross thought she'd seen the worst the city could offer. Then construction workers found three skeletons in a condemned basement—teenage girls, locked in and left to die in 1989. The department called them runaways. Closed the cases in days. Moved on. But Jordan finds the pattern. Same neighborhood. Same six-month window. Same investigating officer on all three reports: Patrol Officer Edward Brennan. Now he's Deputy Chief Brennan. Thirty-five years of climbing ranks. Seven ...

An Old Fort in Sydney Harbour – The body of a woman missing for seventeen years. It’s murder, but after so long, can it be solved? Sergeant Natalie Campbell and Inspector Haddock are resolute that it can. But then, there’s the complication of the murdered woman’s father, the bombastic, bullying Bernie Cornell. One of Australia’s richest men, but he’s closing in on death due to old age and ill health. There’s no shortage of intrigue, no shortage of potential murderers. Another gripping thriller, Natalie Campbell and Inspector Haddock at their very best.

No one gave much credence to the man when he was alive. In fact, most people never knew who he was, although those who had lived in the area for many years recognized the tired-looking and shabbily dressed man as he shuffled along, regular as clockwork on Thursdays at seven in the evening to the local off-license. Apart from the three-story mansion where he lived, no one would have regarded him as any other than homeless and destitute. Just a harmless eccentric, until the morning when he was found dead in his front garden.

A group of children play. Not far away, in the ditch on the other side of the farmyard, the body of a young woman. The nearby village hides as many secrets as the community at the farm, a disparate group of people looking for an alternative to their previous torturous lives. Their leader, idealistic and benevolent, espouses love and kindness, and somebody's not following his dictate. The second death, an old woman, seems unrelated to the first, but is it? Is it part of the tangled web that connects the farm to the village?

A flawed heist of forty gold bars from a security van late at night. One of the perpetrators is killed by his brother as they argue over what they have stolen. Eighteen years later, the murderer, released after serving his sentence for his brother's murder, waits in a church for a man purporting to be the brother he killed. The threads stretch back a long way, and now more people are dying in the search for the missing gold bars.

A Bronze-Age burial mound close to Stonehenge, an archaeological excavation. What they were looking for was an ancient body, historical artifacts. When they found a modern-day body, it was then that the police became interested. It's another case for Detective Inspector Tremayne and Sergeant Yarwood. The more recent of the two bodies, the brother of the mayor of Salisbury. The person responsible keeps leading back to the brother, the upright and serious-minded Clive Grantley. Tremayne's sure that it's him, but Clare Yarwood's not so sure. But is her belief based on evidence or personal hope?

Perfect for fans of Jane Harper, Ann Cleeves, and Chris Hammer When local fisherman Richard Harlow is found dead at the base of Wirramurra Bay's limestone cliffs, Detective Jodi Brennan initially suspects a tragic accident. The evidence tells a different story: Richard was not alone when he fell. The investigation reveals Richard's new relationship with café waitress Lisa Templeton—and the dangerous obsession it triggered in Elaine Widcombe, the hardware store owner's wife. Behind Elaine's perfect community image lies a pattern of stalking, harassment, and escalating threats. As Jodi ...

He calls it education. Kate Hayes calls it murder. Detective Kate Hayes has spent eighteen months rebuilding her career after the Protocol Seven scandal. Now, leading her first major task force, she faces a killer who poses his victims like art—strangled, positioned facing east, left in South Australia's remote salt lakes to mummify in the harsh desert air. All solo female travellers. All independent women who refused to be afraid. All murdered by a man who believes he's teaching them—and society—a necessary lesson about the dangers of freedom. When the killer contacts Kate directly, ...

Someone had once told Detective Inspector Keith Tremayne that some people were lucky and some weren't. Tremayne knew only one thing: the man lying dead in a pool of blood had qualified on the lucky after winning sixty-eight million pounds on a lottery ticket, but now his luck had run out. Tremayne knew the victim, Alan Winters; even knew his family. The man with all his new wealth had not hidden behind closed doors, fending off the scrounging relatives, the newly-found friends. That wasn't Winters's style. He had been out and about, driving expensive cars, living well.

Jacob Montfield, regarded by the majority as a homeless eccentric, a nuisance by a few, had pushed a supermarket trolley around the city for years. However, one person regards him as a liability. Eccentric was correct, a nuisance, for sure, mad, plenty thought that, but few knew the truth, that Montfield is a brilliant man, once a research scientist.

Nobody liked Gloria Wiggins, a woman who regarded anyone who did not acquiesce to her jaundiced view of the world with disdain. James Baxter, the previous vicar, had been one of those, and her scurrilous outburst in the church one Sunday had hastened his death. And now, years later, the woman was dead, hanging from a beam in her garage. Detective Inspector Tremayne and Sergeant Clare Yarwood had seen the body, interviewed the woman's acquaintances, and those who had hated her.

FOR SIXTEEN YEARS, DETECTIVE JORDAN CROSS BELIEVED HER FATHER CHOSE TO ABANDON HER. For sixteen years, she carried the guilt of his suicide—the police officer's daughter who couldn't save her own dad. Then she discovered the pattern. Five autoworkers dead between 2008 and 2012. All ruled suicide. The same detective investigated all. All were murdered for what they knew about corporate crimes, including Michael Cross, Jordan's father, who was killed for testifying about a union organizer's death thirty-five years earlier. Now Jordan must do the one thing that terrifies her most: testify at...

A decade of drought reveals what water once hid. A family's darkest secret surfaces with the bones. When the eastern dam on Kanyaka Station dries completely after ten years of unprecedented drought, station hand Jack Morrison discovers human remains in the mud. Detective Sergeant Kate Hayes is called to investigate what appears to be a decades-old murder in one of South Australia's most remote regions. The skeleton belongs to Tom Brennan, the youngest son of the powerful Brennan pastoral dynasty, who disappeared without a trace in March 1998. His family reported him missing, his car was ...

For fans of Tana French's complex conspiracies, C.J. Box's institutional thrillers, and Jane Harper's Australian crime fiction. Dr Sarah Thompson discovered the truth about Project Architect—the conspiracy beneath the conspiracy. A systematic programme that spent thirty years corrupting government officials, building networks of complicity, enabling crimes from weapons testing to elimination operations. Then someone murdered her to keep that truth buried. Former Superintendent Kate Hayes knows institutional corruption when she sees it. She exposed Protocol Seven. She revealed the weapons ...

In the scorched savanna of the Kimberley, where fire is both life-giver and destroyer, Special Investigator Odysseus "Odie" Kalaris is called to investigate when the body of climate scientist Dr. Nathan Bennett is discovered amid a controlled burn gone wrong. What begins as a suspected fire management accident evolves into something far more sinister, revealing connections between manipulated climate data and powerful corporate interests operating in the shadows of the Kimberley. When traditional fire breaks are found to have been deliberately sabotaged and irreplaceable rock art sites ...

She was sent to sign off on an accident. She uncovered an outback noir murder worth $200,000. Detective Sergeant Kate Hayes — a female detective with a reputation for cutting through lies — arrives in Andamooka expecting routine paperwork. A miner has died in a tunnel collapse, common in opal country where fortunes are clawed from unstable shafts beneath the South Australian desert. But Barry Mitchell’s death wasn’t bad luck. Someone set charges to bury him. And Kate knows why: an opal strike worth $200,000, hidden for twenty‑five years. Mitchell’s former partner and ex‑...

She testified. She hid. They found her anyway. A morning walk. A remote Highland glen. A woman's body, still clutching her mobile with a final desperate message: "He found me." Emma Sutherland was a yoga instructor in Fort William—quiet, private, harmless. But Emma Sutherland wasn't her real name. She was Angela Morrison, a protected witness who testified against an organised crime network three years ago. The government promised her safety. They promised her a new life. They promised no one would find her. They lied. Now Detective Inspector Sarah Lynch must solve not just a murder, but a...

He protected wildlife. They protected criminals. Only one survived.** Andrew Mackintosh was a conservation officer investigating wildlife crime in the Cairngorms. Poisoned raptors. Illegal trapping. Protected species are systematically destroyed to benefit shooting estates. He documented everything, built cases against powerful landowners, and refused bribes and threats. They shot him in a remote forest and left him for the ravens. Detective Chief Inspector Sarah Lynch—recently promoted but still fighting for respect—takes the case. What starts as investigating a murdered conservation ...

A deathbed confession. A fifty-year-old murder. A conspiracy that threatens everything. Detroit Cold Case detective Jordan Cross just put one corrupt cop behind bars. Now, a dying officer's confession drops a new case on her desk: David Kowalski, union organizer, found dead in 1975. Ruled suicide. But Officer Raymond Blake swears it was murder—and the cop who buried it was Captain Vincent Wolcott, the same dirty captain Jordan just exposed. The evidence is damning. A forged suicide note. A suspicious investigation closed in three days. And Kowalski died five days before a strike vote that...