A riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma. Sasha Pryce, a teenage chess prodigy, presented me with a problem. She wanted me to track down Steve Chapin, her coaching assistant. Steve had mysteriously disappeared, leaving no clue as to his whereabouts. However, Sasha insisted that I should follow her strict instructions – her father, eminent pharmacologist Professor Christian Pryce, must not learn of my investigation.
Meanwhile, Professor Pryce had hired a handsome bodyguard, Blake, to protect Sasha. For what reason? She had no idea. And to complicate matters further, Blake decided to cast a lascivious eye over my romance-shy friend and assistant, Faye Collister.
Mind Games, a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma, an exploration of the many aspects of love.
Digging in the Dirt
Someone had posted a dead rat through Jana Jakubowska’s letterbox, and scrawled obscene graffiti on her garden wall. Harmless pranks, or something more sinister? Her boyfriend, Tom Renwick, hired me to find out.
During my investigation, I met Jana’s charming four-year-old daughter, Krystyna, her estranged former lover, Matt Taylor, and a local hoodlum called Naz.
As the case unfolded, the trail led to murder, and a situation that placed Krystyna in danger. The Rat Man had revealed his ruthless streak, but surely he wouldn’t harm a child?
Meanwhile, my friend and colleague, Faye Collister, was trying to reconcile her troubled past with her feelings for Blake the Bodyguard, a handsome hunk.
Digging in the Dirt, a story of passionate love, and extreme hate.
A Parcel of Rogues
John Ball was a middle-aged businessman with problems, and those problems compelled him to run away from Nicola, his devoted wife of twenty years. The last thing John needed was to become embroiled in a murder inquiry, but with a gunman on the loose in the city parks, John’s temporary home, the heat was on in more ways than one.
John required a safe house, a place where he could cool his heels and wrestle with his personal demons. He also required a bodyguard. Fortunately, my friend Mac was available to supply the safe house and the hired muscle.
Meanwhile, I went on the murderer’s trail. Along the way, I encountered Cora Joseph, an ambitious detective sergeant with a point to prove. Together, we clashed with a parcel of rogues and unravelled a decades-old mystery.
A Parcel of Rogues, a tale of arrogance on the one hand and humility on the other, a tale of men who would murder on the roll of a dice, a tale that placed me at a personal crossroads. Which road should I choose? The road labelled ‘head’ or the road labelled ‘heart’? When faced with such labels, do we really have a choice?
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