Private Eye Noir

Lou Rosen and Molly Hatch are unlicensed private detectives, scraping by on whatever cases they can get from their little office on the fringes of LA County. Reeling from a devastating betrayal and a major earthquake, this season finds Lou and Molly trying to rebuild their lives and evaluate their futures. But those futures might not be as long as they hope.

Artemis Black's world is coming apart in the days leading up to Christmas. His relationship is on the rocks, he's struggling to make ends meet, he's gone days without sleep, and when he's called in to investigate a brutal murder at a big box store in Long Beach, he's at the end of his rope. Racing the clock to clear a young woman's name before she's charged with homicide, Black gets more than he bargained for, and finds himself enmeshed in a web of deceit and betrayal that will require every ounce of his and Roxie's sleuthing prowess if they're to survive the night.

His name is Deutsch Baggerly. He's a sort of hot, middle-aged, retired potato salesman turned private eye. He's traded the spuds to go after the puds. Anything anyone can do he can't do better. He has the instincts of a wet-bottom shoofly pie. Absurdity, apathy, and luck are his favorite weapons, and occasionally potatoes. Yet he somehow stumbles into solving cases no one else will touch. He's horrible at shark diving, paintball, karate, safe-cracking, knife-throwing, e-mailing, zip lining, you name it. But don't tangle with him: he's Pennsylvania Dutch and he may put the hex on you. He has...

A private detective, down on his luck. A bus crash in the middle of nowhere. A murderer, hiding in plain sight. When Sydney Cartel investigates a murder, he usually stands on the other side of the police tape. Trying to escape the limelight of his career, he boards a night bus in rural southern Britain. But when the bus loses control and falls into a valley, Sydney and the survivors scramble to find shelter at a local inn by the side of the road. In the dead of night, with a storm preventing anyone from getting in or out, the survivors of the crash prepare for a long stay at the Roadside ...

Ex-football star. Smart-mouthed PI. Last hope for a kid accused of murder. Jim Knighthorse doesn’t take cases he doesn’t believe in. So when a lawyer begs him to prove a high school football player didn’t murder his white, wealthy girlfriend in the middle of suburban Orange County, Jim says yes... despite the evidence, the racial tensions, and his own better judgment. Knighthorse knows Derrick Booker is no killer. But try convincing the cops, the school, or the girl’s grieving family of that. As Jim digs deeper, he uncovers a web of lies, old money, teenage secrets, and a murdered ...

Philip Marlowe's about to give up on a completely routine case when he finds himself in the wrong place at the right time to get caught up in a murder that leads to a ring of jewel thieves, another murder, a fortune-teller, a couple more murders, and more corruption than your average graveyard.

The most original crime novel in years - British ‘Golden Age’ sleuth meets American hard-boiled crime! It’s the summer of 1920: Kit Aston travels to San Francisco for his cousin’s marriage to the mysterious Dain Collins. When a private investigator tailing Dain Collins is killed, Kit Aston, his fiancée Mary and Aunt Agatha team up with Pinkerton detective, Dashiell Hammett, in a case involving murder, kidnap and the theft of a certain legendary bird from Malta. The latest Kit Aston mystery is a delightful reimagining of some of Dashiell Hammett’s greatest novels: the Maltese ...

Henry Cimoli and Spenser have been friends for years, yet the old boxing trainer has never asked the private eye for a favor. Until now. A developer is trying to buy up Henry's condo on Revere Beach - with a push from local thugs. Soon, Spenser and his apprentice, Zebulon Sixkill, are on the trail of a mysterious woman, a megalomaniacal Las Vegas kingpin, and a shady plan to turn a chunk of land north of Boston into a sprawling casino. As alliances shift and twisted dreams surface, the Boston political machine looks to end Spenser's investigation one way or another.

A solitary man stood leaning against a lamppost. He wore a light-colored trench coat with the belt pulled tight and the collar turned up against the chilling breeze. His hat was slouched low on his forehead, a cigarette dangled carelessly from his mouth. He had no intention of being a child's role model. His shirt was white and with it he wore a dark tie, dark trousers, and dark socks. Before he had left his house, his mother had reminded him to put on clean underwear, just in case. When your job is fighting crime you have a God-given duty to look presentable. He held a newspaper as if ...

He’s got a chip on his shoulder, steel bolts in his leg, and a mummy case that just turned into murder. When wise-cracking PI Jim Knighthorse is hired by an eccentric souvenir-shop owner to investigate the death of a young historian, it seems open and shut. The kid was found in the desert, out of gas, ruled an accident. Case closed. Except Knighthorse doesn’t do 'closed.' Because the dead historian was investigating “Sylvester,” a hundred-year-old mummified cowboy on display in the back of the shop—and the more Jim digs, the more he suspects both murders are connected, separated ...

After narrowly escaping with his life at the hands of a murderous Hollywood pimp, detective Happy Doll, bullet-ridden but healing, has landed on a remote Mexican beach. In a humble shack and with his dog for company, Doll settles into a peaceful idyll of Buddhist study. But then trouble, as it always does, comes to paradise. Doll is the witness to a murder for which he is framed, and now, with an expired passport and the Mexican authorities on his tail, he must sneak across the border back to L.A. by any means necessary, with the goal of bringing the true murderer to justice.

It is early 1942. You are in San Francisco, and you need a private eye. Sam Spade is rumored to be in Istanbul. The Continental Op has been drafted and is a sergeant in the Aleutians. Philip Marlowe is up at Little Fawn Lake investigating the disappearance of Mrs. Derace Kingsley. Lew Archer is in the army. Who's left? Nobody but C. Card. You haven't heard of C. Card? That's all right. Nobody has.

A national treasure... A devious killer... Showbusiness isn't all fun and games... When movie star Michael Masterton receives death threats on the set of his latest film, US-born, London-based private detective Jefferson Cole is called in to investigate and keep the stories from the press. Cole looks forward to an easy gig; all he has to do is keep the actor alive until the film wraps - simple, right? When the death threats escalate to murder attempts, Cole finds himself racing to figure out who the mystery killer could be from the small cast and crew. Can he find the killer before the ...

In noir master Raymond Chandler's The Little Sister, a movie starlet with a gangster boyfriend and a pair of siblings with a shared secret lure private eye Philip Marlowe into the less than glamorous and more than a little dangerous world of Hollywood fame. Chandler's first foray into the industry that dominates the company town that is Los Angeles.

Marlowe is back...and he's married to a rich, beautiful society lady who wants him to settle down in the posh desert community of Poodle Springs. Marlowe may have married rich, but old habits die hard: he's hired to recover a gambling debt and soon finds himself in a case involving bigamy, pornography and murder. The first four chapters of this final Marlowe mystery were written by noir master Raymond Chandler at the end of his life. Robert B. Parker was chosen by Chandler's estate to complete his last work.

Looking into the "suicide" of his lover's ex-husband sounds like a hairball to a private investigator. But he never imagined it could get him killed! Alton Rhode travels to San Francisco to investigate an alleged suicide and winds up ensnared in a web of cryptocurrency-fueled murder and international intrigue! The private eye knows a lot about murder and almost nothing about bitcoins. But he soon gets educated about the latter with the help of an unorthodox but brilliant young woman. And his own expertise comes in very handy when he runs into a bunch of Russians and Chinese whose motives ...

A Laugh out loud look at Heaven . . . Hell . . . Sex . . . the Mob . . . Dogs . . . and Guns . . .Lots and Lots of Gun!

February in Portland, Oregon, and what many are calling the Storm of the Century has left hundreds of abandoned cars and buses clogging the icy streets, shutting down the entire metroplex. Eddie Lombard, a tough, hard-boiled private eye, is facing another kind of storm. When Ericka Holland, Rikki to her friends, walked in off of those snowy streets and through his office door, a tempest followed hard on her heels. Rikki wasn’t just in trouble, she was trouble. Overwhelmed by Rikki’s beauty and touched by her vulnerability, Eddie immediately throws himself into her rescue with as little ...

Matthew Scudder is finally leading a comfortable life, one of stability and respectability — even the New York streets don't look so mean anymore. He's married to a woman he loves, and wonder of wonders, he's actually gotten around to becoming an officially licensed private investigator. Then all hell breaks loose. Matthew' s best friend from Hell's Kitchen asks for his help, and Scudder' s world is suddenly turned upside down once again.

SAN FRANCISCO, 1958. World War 2 veteran, Katsuhiro, “Kats” Takemoto is a Nisei, second generation Japanese American and the private detective for those who don’t get noticed by the police or get the attention of traditional private eyes. The city is exploding with population growth and creative expression. When a young Beat poet enlists Kats to keep his family from being pushed out of the Bayview Heights neighborhood by a shady developer, Kats learns that the conspiracy to take over the land around Hunters Point runs deep into Cold War fears and politics.