Tento autor je známý svým vytříbeným stylem v oblasti detektivní fikce, kde se s mistrovskou přesností noří do složitých zápletek. Jeho práce často zkoumá temnější stránky lidské povahy a morální dilemata, která jeho postavy musí řešit. Díky svému jedinečnému hlasu a pronikavému pohledu na svět si tento autor vydobyl významné místo v literárním světě.
In the spirit of Devil in the White City comes a true detective tale of the highest standard: the haunting story of Eliot Ness's forgotten final case-his years-long hunt for The Mad Butcher of Kingsbury Run, a serial killer who terrorized Cleveland through the Great Depression.
"Roscoe Kane is one of the last - and, in Mallory's opinion, best - of the old-school mystery writers. Back in the day, he turned out crime thrillers filled with babes, bullets, and tough-guy banter. But today Kane is filled with bitterness over the nosedive his career took after he sued a publisher. For Mallory, who learned his craft at Kane's knee, it's tough watching his literary hero drown his sorrows in booze - but it's a million times tougher finding the old master drowned in a hotel bathtub. Some call it ironic that Kane meets his end in the middle of Bouchercon, the famed convention that's a mecca for mystery writers. The Chicago coroner calls it a drunken mishap. But Mallory spies treachery mingled with the tragedy. Just like a classic whodunit, there's a gallery full of suspects - from a scorned ex-wife and an ostracized gay son to an underhanded publisher and a roster of rival writers with axes to grind. Throw in a knockout dame who gives Mallory a private eyeful, an alluring widow who's not too sad to be seductive, and a clutch of thugs who let their knuckles do the talking, and Mallory has his hands full finding justice for his hero"--Author's website.
The ruthless professional killer known as Quarry long ago disappeared into a well-earned retirement. But now a media magnate has lured the restless hitman into tackling one last lucrative assignment. The target is an unlikely one: Why, Quarry wonders, would anyone want a beautiful young librarian dead? And why in hell does he care?