Joe South was a pretty good detective but he’d been a little careless and lost his license. That made it tough because Joe had two dependents—a punch-drunk pug named Kierney and the suave, aristocratic Englishman who called himself David Carton. Then there was May Sands, provocative and independent New York model. Joe didn’t support her, but that wasn’t because he didn’t want to.<P> So you can see why Joe South was a pushover for any sort of job, especially one dangling a fee of seven hundred bucks. What the lawyer Van Pelt told him to do sounded so easy, just keeping a rich young kid out of trouble! However…<P> Joe made two mistakes: thinking the job was easy and drinking a Mickey Finn. He woke up so involved in a murder that the question wasn’t whether he was going to burn, but when.
For fifty years fear of the vanishing red house in the Jersey Barrens had warped the lives of Ellen and Pete Yocum.<P> Old Pete swore that the house moved from place to place and that screams heard within it put a hex on anyone who ventured near.<P> Meg Yarrow, raised by the Yocums since childhood, experienced the same terror until Nathan, the new farmhand, arrived. One day they started on a search for the red house in the Oxhead woods, only to encounter violent danger—whether due to natural or supernatural causes, they could not tell.<P> How they found the house and unraveled its eerie secret forms the powerful climax of this outstanding mystery novel.
The founder of a loan company for a small town confronts the conman who stole their $100,000.
I had just begun taking off my jacket when the door quietly opened and two men slipped swiftly into the room. <P> One was Frankie. The other I was seeing for te first time and not liking what I saw. Both were armed. Frankie had changed his his toy for a mansized .38, which he held in his gloved right hand.<P> No one spoke a word. The stranger tilted his gun toward the center of my face. Frankie swung his at the girl on the bed, planted his feet solidly, and fired five times into her body.<P> Frankie dropped the .38 to the floor and the two of them backed out of the room. The door was quietly closed.<P> I walked over quickly, crouched down, looked at the gun.<P> It was mine.<P><P> "Thomas Wills" was the pseudonym of William Ard (1922-1960), best known as the creator of the Danny Fontaine, Timothy Dane, and Lou Largo series.
He was a tall, cleanly attractive young man, the kind you'd like to have for a neighbor. Press the wrong button and he'd mow you down with the ruthlessness of a Sherman tank. His name was Daniel Port. He was a gangster, the brain and spirit behind the machine that milked the dirty pennies from the city. Now Port wanted out. He had a bellyful of corruption, a one-way ticket to New York, and a dark, shining girl to go along with it. The problem was to get there alive, because the one way out for Daniel Port was over his own freshly dug grave…
KISSES OF DEATH<P> The first night with her led to a file of blackmail photographs worth a fortune.<P> KISSES OF DEATH<P> The second night with her led to danger, violence, and sudden death.<P> KISSES OF DEATH<P> The third night with her led to the one mistake no private eye should ever make… not even Peter Chambers.<P>
Lew Pool was in the bail bonding business for his health as well as for the buck. Lew had picked up a bad case of claustrophobia in the Korean War. And the only way he could get rid of his psycho-bug was to get his hands on a shady two-timer named Kreena.<P> Working near the jail, Lew figured that sooner or later he’d get a line on the whereabouts of the treacherous skunk who had the kind of talent for dirty work as kept the boys in blue busy.<P> And the day that a big purple car pulled up in front of his office and unloaded a bomb, Lew knew that Kreena was wise to him. The only question now was whether Lew could get his hands on that murderous devil before Kreena gave him a permanent mental cure—with a bullet.
Can Ted solve the mystery involving a car run off the road with a missing canister with microfilm in it? #8 in the Ted Wilford series.