Peter Brent sat nervously smoking in the library of his great house, Brent Rock. He was a man of about forty-five or-six-a typical, shrewd business man. Something, however, was evidently on his mind, for, though he tried to conceal it, he lacked the self-assurance that was habitually his before the world. A scowl clouded his face as the door of the library was flung open and he heard voices in the hall. A tall, spare, long-haired man forced his way in, crushing his soft black hat in his hands.

Peter Brent sat nervously smoking in the library of his great house, Brent Rock. He was a man of about forty-five or-six-a typical, shrewd business man. Something, however, was evidently on his mind, for, though he tried to conceal it, he lacked the self-assurance that was habitually his before the world. A scowl clouded his face as the door of the library was flung open and he heard voices in the hall. A tall, spare, long-haired man forced his way in, crushing his soft black hat in his hands.

Volume 1 (fiction) includes a variety of short stories spanning Reeve's fiction career from 1907-35. All stories have been taken from their original appearances in slick magazines, pulps, and newsprint, and are thus available for the first time since original publication. Both his "scientific detective" fiction and his little-known "anti-rackets crusade" fiction are included. (Volume 2 includes nonfiction material.)

Volume 2 (nonfiction) is the definitive book on Reeve's life and work. It includes a lengthy career biography of Reeve, all major nonfiction works by Reeve reflecting on his career or detective fiction, an extensive bibliography of his work (magazine, book, newspaper, comic strip, stage, radio, film, television), an Art Gallery, a sources bibliography, and index. (Volume 1 includes a cross-section of Reeve's short fiction.)

There's something weird and mysterious about the robbery, Kennedy. They took the very thing I treasure most of all, an ancient Peruvian dagger. Professor Allan Norton was very much excited as he dropped into Craig's laboratory early that forenoon. Norton, I may say, was one of the younger members of the faculty, like Kennedy. Already, however, he had made for himself a place as one of the foremost of South American explorers and archaeologists. "How they got into the South American section of the Museum, though, I don't understand," he hurried on. "But, once in, that they should take the most...

There's something weird and mysterious about the robbery, Kennedy. They took the very thing I treasure most of all, an ancient Peruvian dagger. Professor Allan Norton was very much excited as he dropped into Craig's laboratory early that forenoon. Norton, I may say, was one of the younger members of the faculty, like Kennedy. Already, however, he had made for himself a place as one of the foremost of South American explorers and archaeologists. "How they got into the South American section of the Museum, though, I don't understand," he hurried on. "But, once in, that they should take the most...

You are aware, I suppose, Marshall, that there have been considerably over a million dollars' worth of automobiles stolen in this city during the past few months? asked Guy Garrick one night when I had dropped into his office. "I wasn't aware of the exact extent of the thefts, though of course I knew of their existence," I replied. "What's the matter?"

You are aware, I suppose, Marshall, that there have been considerably over a million dollars' worth of automobiles stolen in this city during the past few months? asked Guy Garrick one night when I had dropped into his office. "I wasn't aware of the exact extent of the thefts, though of course I knew of their existence," I replied. "What's the matter?"

Jameson, here's a story I wish you'd follow up, remarked the managing editor of the Star to me one evening after I had turned in an assignment of the late afternoon.

The first volume of a special seven volume series
In Craig Kennedy the American nation might justifiably lay claim to their own Sherlock Holmes, for here is a detective whose activities projected him into the modern age. Where Conan Doyle's famous character of a more gentle era relied on his superb powers of analysis, Kennedy is able to combine his own intellectual powers with the technological marvels of a new age. Arthur B. Reeve's classic 'Craig Kennedy' stories began appearing in 1910, ensuring him of a place as a dominant crime fighter for the emerging 20th century. Kennedy is...