Results of the Anthony Award in the year 2001.
Kelly Ryan has just moved to the Caribbean island of St. Chris to run a top-rated radio station. She knew that her new life would be full of adventure—but she never expected murder…
Don’t mess with North Carolina’s Casey Jones-smart-mouthed ex-con, unlicensed P.I. and reluctant partner to a Barry White wannabe. Casey’s big and bad, with attitude to match her altitude. Especially when she’s been double-crossed.
At first, Casey proves a sucker for the fragile blond who claims her estranged husband has disappeared with their child. But when Casey locates the fugitive spouse a little too easily, she begins to suspect that the lovely Tawny Bledsoe has played her for a fool. Especially when Casey gets stiffed on the fee, then finds herself embroiled in a murder case with Tawny’s name written all over it. Bad check in hand and a bad taste in her mouth, Casey resolves to stop Tawny once and for all, but the battle quickly turns personal when Tawny proves more than a match for the irrespressible Casey. Ego rattled, Casey laces up her high-tops to track her nemesis to Florida for a Saturday night catfight. Casey must leave her sweet-and-sour Southern ways far behind in order to prove that Tawny Bledsoe is one bad-to-the-bone babe who belongs behind bars-no matter what it takes to bring her down.
Now You See Her…Now You Don’t
It’s difficult to gain the public’s attention in turn-of-the-century New York—even if you are the greatest escape artist the world has ever seen. So the young performer who calls himself Harry Houdini must be content, for the time being, working for the internationally renowned Keller, the “Dean of American Magicians.” But tragedy strikes at the inaugural performance of the master’s most astonishing illusion, the Floating Lady, when Keller’s levitating assistant plummets abruptly to the ground, apparently to her death. Yet an investigation soon reveals that it is drowning, and no fatal fall, that has killed the unfortunate young lady. An intriguing impossibility to be sure. And it is the great, albeit unsung, Houdini—with the aid of wife Bess and brother Dash—who must solve the deadly conundrum, leading them all into a maze of twisted schemes, grim deceptions, and bloodletting that is no mere stage fakery.
Joe Barley, a part-time lecturer in English Literature and part-time security guard, is alerted by his maid to the disappearance of another of her employers, Rosie Dawn, a student of classics who is working her way through school by being an exotic dancer and the mistress of a fast-food entrepreneur. The novel also involves campus politics—a student tries to exploit the nervous administration over its minority policies.
Though she’s out in disability with a bum knee, Washington, D.C. cop Leigh Ann Warren has plenty of detective work to keep her busy.Her partner and former fiance, Dillon Upshur Kennedy, lovingly known as Duck, has gone missing, and everyone from shady criminals to fellow officers are on the streets looking for him.
Armed with a few seemingly unrelated clues, including a mysterious piggy bank and a dead body in her own apartment, the tenacious Liegh Ann sets off on an investigation that turns ever more dangerous the futher she probes. Following a deadly trail that leads her deep into the woods of western Maryland and into a killer’s lair, Leigh Ann suddenly discovers it’s Duck’s career and life on the line, but hers too.
London, 1955. The bodies of three elderly recluses are found in a house in South Kensington. One of the victims is former society beauty Georgina Gresham, prime suspect in the notorious murder of her husband, James, almost thirty years earlier. Beside her lie the bodies of her brother Edmund and housekeeper Ada. The story behind these deaths takes us back to the late 1890s, to a prosperous and beautiful country house where children are playing in the garden. And then the youngest child, Freddie, is found with fatal head injuries…
Told through three narrators, this is a tight, claustrophobic piece of writing so authentic, so completely in period, that it’s hard to believe it is not a true story.