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When his attractive neighbor suddenly disappears and the police are stumped, computer wizard David Cursore decides to do his own electronic sleuthing. With the help of a gorgeous red haired reporter assigned to interview him for a national magazine, Cursore begins to trace the missing woman's movements by hacking into credit card and bank computers. Their investigation puts them on the trail of an unknown killer-but not even the most sophisticated technology can penetrate the twisted recesses of this particular madman's mind.

Michael Darwin had sworn he'd sell his soul to the devil for the money to make his film, "Hollywood Is Murder," a lurid tale of a serial killer loose in Lotus Land. Imagine his surprise when an angel shows up-a financial backer named Charles S. Burns, who was willing to finance the project-if Darwin signed over a huge insurance policy to him; just in case.

But soon Darwin suspects there is a dark side to his angel. Burns is too knowledgeable about how a killer stalks his victim, too sure he'd get back every penny he'd invested. And before the movie was in the can, Darwin realizes he had...

He's a tough cop, a Mountie by the name of Corporal Soda, alias the "Soda Cracker." He and his partner, Phil, work downtown Vancouver, flushing out the city's scum-its hookers, dealers, and hoods. They've been together as a team for years; then one day the mold is shattered. A sniper opens fire during a parade and Phil is shot...

Soda vows to track down the killer. What he doesn't know is that this time he's taking on more that just Vancouver's seamy underworld. This time he's taking on the RCMP itself.

What happens when an innovative shopping center and a remarkably creative author get together? MALL! In a unique joint venture, Londonderry Mall and Jaron Summers have teamed up to create both a marvelously entertaining book, and an exciting new way of bringing it to the public. When you open "MALL," you will begin to turn the pages of an historic first in the international shopping center industry.

As Robert Durio stepped into the warm Caribbean dusk, the thought came to him that he was going to either win or die.

Perhaps both.

He walked down the ramp of the Di10 jumbo jet, a flight bag swinging effortlessly from his muscular arm. The acrid odor of jet fuel overwhelmed the delicate star jasmine blossoming in a narrow flowerbed outside the customs office. Runway lights from Queen Juliana Airport swept toward the sea, disappearing into a star-studded night. As the balmy sea air washed away the harsh odors of the jetliner, Robert forgot America, forgot he had been away from the...