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It has been three years since Detective Jonathan Stanton solved the most brutal murder in San Diego's history, and as a result found himself in the middle of the worst police corruption scandal in memory. Choosing a less high-profile position, Stanton is nevertheless reluctantly dragged into the violent world of The Sandman. The Sandman is clever, ruthless, and cautious. He leaves no evidence in his wake and takes a morbid interest in those that chase him. Believing Stanton to be his parallel, he finds an affinity for the detective. One that Stanton may not survive.

When an old man is found dead on the road - seemingly run over by a Hungarian au pair - police investigator Anna Fekete is certain that there is more to the incident than meets the eye. As she begins to unravel an increasingly complex case, she’s led on a deadly trail where illegal immigration, drugs and ultimately murder threaten not only her beliefs but her life.

Akashic Books’ acclaimed series of original noir anthologies has set a high standard for portraying cities and their neighborhoods in all their dark and violent splendor. Now, Mexico City Noir surpasses that standard with phantasmagorical tales of double-dealing, corruption, violence and self-delusion.... This collection is such a varied literary feast.

Since the tragic accident that brutally ended her childhood, Alice O’Farrell has been haunted by her past. Unable to bear the guilt of negligence that led to the death of her younger brother, 15-year-old Alice runs away from home. She lives on the streets, makes one bad decision after another, and drowns her guilt in alcohol. But everything changes when she stumbles upon a startling scene: a dead drug dealer and a duffel bag stuffed with 91 thousand dollars in cash.

Even spies need a vacation. Paris. Amsterdam. Vienna. But what happens when the president's top asset, the warriors of the Jefferson Group, get taken by surprise as they enjoy their well-earned time off in Europe? Not only does the enemy want to wipe out the Jefferson Group, they're also plotting to harpoon the president before the November election. Will Cal Stokes and his team escape the enemy's net, and will the president survive the election?

Excuse me if I'm feeling sentimental. I might die tonight. My name is Candy Tran. Before I was hunting down serial killers and feeding men to alligators, I was a normal, church-going, tax-paying citizen. Before all of this. I've been given a chance to tell my story, so please, listen closely. This is going to take a while.

Jerry has a traumatic past that leaves him subject to psychotic hallucinations and depressive episodes. When he stands accused of stealing a priceless Van Gogh painting, he goes underground, where he develops an unwilling relationship with a woman who believes that the voices she hears are from God.

When the body of his daughter's friend is brought to his autopsy table, Quirke is plunged into a world of corruption that takes him to the darkest corners of the Irish Church and State. "At first they thought it was the body of a child. Later, when they got it out of the water and saw the pubic...

So this girl walks into a bar…and when she walks out there’s a man with her. She goes to bed with him, and she likes that part. Then she kills him, and she likes that even better. On her way out, she cleans out his wallet. She keeps moving, and has a new name for each change of address. She’s been doing this for a while, and she’s good at it. And then a chance remark gets her thinking of the men who got away, the lucky ones who survived a night with her.

When Sam Spade gets drawn into the Maltese Falcon case, we know what to expect: straight talk, hard questions, no favors, and no way for anyone to get underneath the protective shell he wears like a second skin. We know that his late partner, Miles Archer, was a son of a bitch; that Spade is...

Il male esiste. Cammina per le strade e ha creato un nuovo, diabolico discepolo... Peccavi, "ho peccato". Il messaggio in latino è tracciato, insieme a strani disegni, sulle pareti di una casa in cui una donna è stata brutalmente assassinata. Lo scenario è da messa satanica e l'unico indizio è una telefonata partita dalla scena del crimine e diretta a Joyce O'Donnell, la psicologa nemica giurata di Jane Rizzoli, che segue le indagini affiancata dall'amica e anatomopatologa Maura Isles.

Atlantica - the forgotten isle, the glittering gem in the cesspool of humanity's future. Anything you do inside your own home is allowed. Those with obscene wealth find it a haven, while every major country of in the world craves the secrets they believe are buried in the mist. Where mystery happens, John Chambers can exist: ex-soldier, gritty realist, detective. It's whispered that John "Dick" Chambers is the man you go to when you need someone who can't be bought.

Twin sisters Ellie and Tia were torn apart the day their parents died. Ellie was given the picture-perfect life—marriage, a home, security. Tia was cast aside, growing up in the shadows, unwanted, unloved, and never quite belonging. Now, after years apart, fate brings them together again. Ellie is desperate to believe this is a chance to rebuild their bond. To finally have the sister she always longed for. But Tia hasn’t come back to play happy families. She knows the secret Ellie is hiding— a secret that could shatter her perfect marriage and destroy everything she’s built.

Dan Sharp, a gay father and missing persons investigator, accepts an invitation to a wedding on a yacht in Ontario’s Prince Edward County. It seems just the thing to bring Dan closer to his noncommittal partner, Bill, a respected medical professional with a penchant for sleazy after-hours clubs, cheap drugs, and rough sex. But the event doesn’t go exactly as planned.

Ed Exley, Bud White e Jack Vincennes sono tre anime in pena in quella bolgia che è il Dipartimento di polizia di L.A. all'inizio degli anni '50. Il caso di un pestaggio a sangue in cella, opera di agenti ubriachi, svelerà gli sporchi segreti su cui si fondano le loro carriere di detective, trascinandoci in una spirale di morte, potere e corruzione. Un gorgo da incubo in cui nessuno, vittime e aguzzini, può dirsi pulito e dal quale nessuno è sicuro di poter uscire vivo.

En las ruinas de un pabellón de Santa Rita aparecen los huesos de un recién nacido junto a unos valiosos cuadros de la escuela expresionista Der blaue Reiter. El especialista suizo encargado de peritarlos es asesinado unos días después en el pasillo de su hotel de Benalfaro. La inspectora Lola Galindo, con la ayuda del ex-comisario Robles y otras personas, investiga, en pleno mes de agosto, un caso lleno de ramificaciones, cuajado de secretos, tanto en el pasado como en la actualidad.

Het idyllische eilandje Sandhamn is altijd een veilig toevluchtsoord geweest voor advocate Nora Linde. Dus als ze ontdekt dat haar man is vreemdgegaan, zoekt ze troost op Sandhamn, al is het dan midden in de winter. Ze hoopt in alle rust te kunnen nadenken over haar relatie, maar dan stuiten haar kinderen terwijl ze spelen in het bos op een afgehakte arm. Door deze gruwelijke ontdekking kruisen de wegen Nora Linde nogmaals die van Thomas Andreasson, als blijkt dat het lichaam toebehoort aan een vermissingszaak die hij enkele maanden daarvoor had opgegeven.

Quando Rob Hale, un giovane tecnico del riscaldamento, si risveglia in ospedale dopo un incidente in moto, il suo primo pensiero va a chi era in sella dietro di lui, un'affascinante bionda conosciuta il giorno prima durante un intervento di riparazione in una casa tra i boschi.

Napoli, 1962. Il Club 22 è il night più amato della città. Sarà perché il proprietario, il Cavalier Eduardo De Angelis, lo gestisce con generosità e intelligenza. Sarà perché Natalia de Gennaro, meglio conosciuta come Natascia, sa capire i clienti – e convincerli a ordinare carissime bottiglie di “finto champagne” – meglio di chiunque altro. Sarà perché Samuele Caputo, al secolo Sam, è un pianista che non fa rimpiangere il suo omonimo di Casablanca quando suona i successi americani del momento, tradotti rigorosamente in napoletano.

When a boy leaps to his death from a bridge in the northern town of Umeå, Sweden, police discover drugs scattered in the snow near his body. The town has seen a dramatic increase in narcotic use among its youth, but nobody knows where the pills are coming from.