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It could have happened to any of us, but it happened to a man named Flavieres. His days as a detective were over, and everyone knew he had his reasons. But when an old friend appeared out of nowhere with concerns about his withdrawn and mysterious wife, Flavieres didn't have the heart to refuse. Soon, he would be scouring the streets of Paris in search of an answer - in search of a girl who belonged to no one, not even to herself. Intrigue would be replaced by obsession, and dreams replaced by nightmares.

Her marriage over and career gone bust, Arly Hanks flees Manhattan for her hometown: Maggody, Arkansas. In a town this size, nothing much ever happens, so Arly figures she's safe as the town's first female chief of police - until the husband of one of the local barmaids escapes from state prison and heads for town. And that's not all. An EPA official with ties to polluting the local fishing hole has suddenly vanished off the face of the earth.

In Agatha Christie’s class mystery Murder on the Links, Hercule Poirot attempts to unravel the grisly conundrum of not one, but two dead bodies discovered on a French golf course.

Six months after the sudden death of her husband, Leonora Galloway sets out on a trip to France with her daughter Penelope. At last the time has come when secrets can be shared and explanations begin.... Leonora takes her daughter to the battlefields of WW1, where her father is commemorated on the Thiepval Monument. But the date of his death is surprising, and reveals that Captain John Hallows cannot possibly have been Leonora's real father.

Cabballero. Patriot. Vigilante. Follow the swashbuckling adventures of Zorro, as he metes out his own brand of justice against the tyrannical opressors of young California. This charismatic reading is sure to please young and old alike!

A modern short story collection featuring the great detective.

Cinq témoignages accablants ont fait condamner à la détention perpétuelle Caroline, la femme d'Amyas Crale, peintre renommé, mort empoisonné. Seize ans plus tard, Hercule Poirot prend l'affaire en main. Ne s'arrêtant pas aux évidences, tirant parti du moindre indice, il fait éclater une vérité à laquelle personne ne s'attendait. Un des meilleurs Hercule Poirot qui, au-delà de l'intrigue, dépeint le milieu artistique des années trente, l'amour et la jalousie. Un roman policier sombrement chatoyant magnifiquement servi par Samuel Labarthe.

When Abigail Doorn was wheeled into the operation room at the Dutch Memorial Hospital, her face was strangely blue and bloated. A wire had been tightly wound around her neck. The strongest suspect, because he stood to benefit by the death of this wealthy old woman, was her protégé, the famous Dr. Janney. Just before her death he received a strange caller - one whose name he would not divulge. Ellery Queen, having come to the hospital to visit his old friend Dr. Minchen, had been present during the time of the murder.

"Le train est aussi dangereux que le paquebot", affirme Hercule Poirot... Le lendemain, dans une voiture de l'Orient-Express bloqué par les neiges yougoslaves, on découvre le cadavre d'un américain lardé de douze coups de couteau. L'assassin n'a pu venir de l’extérieur : voici donc un huis clos, le plus fameux, peut-être, de toute la littérature policière.

From seat number nine, Hercule Poirot is almost ideally placed to observe his fellow air travelers on this short flight from Paris to London. Over to his right sits a pretty young woman, clearly infatuated with the man opposite. Ahead, in seat number 13, is the Countess of Horbury, horribly addicted to cocaine and not doing too good a job of concealing it. Across the gangway in seat number eight, a writer of detective fiction is being troubled by an aggressive wasp. Yes, Poirot is almost ideally placed to take it all in.

A far-from-warm welcome greets Hercule Poirot as he arrives for lunch at Lucy Angkatell's country house. A man lies dying by the swimming pool, his blood dripping into the water. His wife stands over him, holding a revolver. As Poirot investigates, he begins to realize that beneath the respectable surface lies a tangle of family secrets and everyone becomes a suspect.

Arsène Lupin, qui se fait appeler Guillaume Berlat, est assailli dans un train par un mystérieux voyageur, qui lui vole son argent et ses papiers. Les autorités sont persuadées que cet intrépide voleur est Arsène Lupin. Et voilà donc le vrai Arsène Lupin, aidé par la police, qui part à la recherche du faux Arsène Lupin.

The blonde wandering nude at the Remuda Gold Club tells Perry Mason a strange story. She says that while she peacefully sun-bathed near the course, someone made off with her Cadillac, her trailer, and all of her belongings - including her precious diary. The woman blames the police who suspect her of having stashed away nearly half a million dollars allegedly stolen by her father, who is now in prison. She swears that both she and her father are innocent. So who is bankrolling her leisurely lifestyle?

It was the body of a tall stout man. On his dead face, a handsome pair of gold pince-nez mocked death with grotesque elegance. The body wore nothing else.Lord Peter Wimsey knew immediately what the corpse was supposed to be. His problem was to find out whose body had found its way into Mr Alfred Thipps' Battersea bathroom.

Lorsque le divisionnaire Buron décide de faire briller les statistiques du 36, il regroupe dans une brigade dont il confie le commandement à la commissaire Anne Capestan, reine notoire de la bavure, tout ce que la police judiciaire compte d'alcoolos, d'homos, de porte-poisse, d'écrivains, de crétins... Pour élucider des affaires classées. Mais voilà, Capestan aime enquêter, travailler en équipe et, surtout, contrarier sa hiérarchie.

Eigentlich muß Hercule Poirot rasch mit dem Luxuszug von Istanbul nach London, doch bleibt der Orientexpress im Schnee stecken. Als einer der Passagiere erstochen wird, bleibt dem belgischen Meisterdetektiv nicht viel Zeit, den Mörder zu entlarven. Die kleinen grauen Zellen arbeiten auf Hochtouren, denn der Zug rollt bald wieder.

The dentist was found with a blackened hole below his right temple. A pistol lay on the floor near his out-flung right hand. Later, one of his patients was found dead from a lethal dose of local anaesthetic. It's a clear case of murder and suicide. But why would a dentist commit a crime in the middle of a busy day of appointments? A shoe buckle holds the key to the mystery. Now, in the words of the rhyme, can Poirot pick up the sticks and lay them straight?

An alarming telephone call, in which the phrases “it’s life and death” and “the table with the yellow irises” are whispered, causes Hercule Poirot to rush to the luxuriant restaurant Jardin des Cygnes, desperate to stop an impending murder and find the person behind the voice on the phone. After bumping into an old acquaintance, he is invited to join a dinner party in full swing. But, just as the dancing and champagne are overflowing, a morbid announcement is made and the lights go out.

Di Arsène Lupin, personaggio immaginario ideato da Maurice Leblanc nel 1905, sono state realizzate trasposizioni cinematografiche, televisive, cartoons e fumetti. Arsène ruba per sé ma anche per i più bisognosi e sempre e solo ai più facoltosi. Amante delle donne, del gioco, del lusso e, naturalmente, del denaro. È un magistrale trasformista, capace di truccarsi e travestirsi secondo le occasioni in personaggi che interpreta alla perfezione. Abile negli sport, soprattutto nelle arti marziali, possiede doti di prestigiatore ed eccelle nell'arte del furto.

In England in the late 1920s, the Honourable Daisy Dalrymple Fletcher, on a convalescent trip to the countryside, goes to visit three old school friends in the area. Daisy and her husband Alec - Detective Chief Inspector Alec Fletcher, of Scotland Yard - go for a Sunday lunch with Daisy’s friends, where one of the women mentions a wine cellar below their house, which remains curiously locked, no key to be found. Alec offers to pick the lock, but when he opens the door, what greets them is not a cache of wine but the stench of a long-dead body.