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Summer in Glasgow, when the temper bubbles and the tenement windows bounce back the light, when lust boils up and tempers fray. The second installment in the Douglas Brodie series.

Glasgow's melting. The temperature is rising and so is the murder rate. Douglas Brodie, ex-policeman, ex-soldier, and now newest reporter on the "Glasgow Gazette," has no shortage of material for his crime column. But even Brodie baulks at his latest subject: a rapist who has been tarred and feathered by a balaclava-clad group. Brodie soon discovers a link between this horrific act and a series of brutal...

The first entry in a series about a private investigator in post-war London and Berlin. He's no Philip Marlowe, but what else is a demobbed SOE agent to do now the war is over and the world is struggling back to normality?

1946: The war's over, but there are no medals for Danny McRae. Just amnesia and blackouts; twin handicaps for a private investigator with a filthy rich client on the hook for murder. Danny's blackouts mean that hours, sometimes days, are a complete blank. So when news of a brutal killer stalking London's red light district start to stir grisly memories, Danny is...

The second Danny McRae thriller finds him in a perfect partnership--gang-busters by day, lovers by night. What could go wrong?

Danny McRae is a private detective scraping a living in ration-card London. Eve Copeland, crime reporter, is looking for new angles to save her career. It's an alliance made in heaven--until Eve disappears, a contact dies violently, and an old adversary presents McRae with some unpalatable truths. His desperate search for his lover draws him into a web of black marketeers, double agents, and assassins, and hurls him into the shattered remains of Berlin, where...

He's dead. It says so in his own newspaper: "Douglas Brodie - Born January 25, 1912, Died July 20, 1947." Is this really the end of the hardboiled ex-cop? The third installment of the Douglas Brodie mystery series.

A brief editorial describes the tragic death of their chief crime reporter Douglas Brodie and staunchly defends him against the unproven charge of murder. It's a brave stance to take, given the weight of evidence. The death is confirmed in the tear-streaked faces of the women by the freshly dug grave. It is spelled out in chiseled letters on the headstone, glistening oil-black...