The Harvest Murder was also published as
Death in the Hopfields
“The good doctor
continues to be a master of the science of detection.”—The New York Times
Sergeant Wragge happened to see it there,
lying by the side of the road, and decided to take care of it himself. After
all, a twelve-inch butcher knife is nothing to be left loose on a public
highway. When he noticed those curious stains on the blade, his suspicions were
more than aroused and he felt that he must be ready for trouble.
Vicky is used to Dave's histrionics and she turns a blind eye. After all, she has bigger fish to fry-namely solving the mysterious death of worm charming diva Ruth Reeves, whose sudden inheritance has made her very unpopular with old friends and neighbours alike. But when Jack Webster ends up dead, too, there seems to be a strange connection between the pair and Dave becomes the prime suspect.
The perfect classic English village mystery but with the addition of charm, wit and a thoroughly modern touch. (Rhys Bowen)
Downton Abbey was yesterday. Murder at Honeychurch Hall lifts the lid on today's grand country estate in all its tarnished, scheming, inbred, deranged glory. (Catriona McPherson)
A fun read (Carola Dunn)
Sparkles like a glass of Devon cider on a summer afternoon. (Elizabeth Duncan)
A gripping tale of power, growing sexuality and the strength of rumours in a small community
‘Sam Millar didn’t invent the noir crime novel but ... he might as well have. Powerful. Not to be missed!’ Jon Land, New York Times best-selling author of Strong at the Break and Betrayal
‘Reminiscent of Steven King’s classic, Stand by Me, and Dennis Lehane’s Mystic River, Black’s Creek is an atmospheric must-read, page-turning book.’ New York Journal of Books
This great annual covers the full range of mystery fiction, from noir and hardboiled crime to ingenious puzzles and amateur sleuthing. Packed with top names such as: Ian Rankin (including a new Rebus), Alexander McCall Smith, David Hewson, Christopher Brookmyre, Simon Kernick, A.L. Kennedy, Louise Walsh, Kate Atkinson, Colin Bateman, Stuart McBride and Andrew Taylor.
The full list of contributors is as follows: Ian Rankin, Mick Herron, Denise Mina, Edward Marston, Marilyn Todd, Kate Atkinson, Stuart MacBride, David Hewson, Alexander McCall Smith, Nigel Bird, Robert Barnard, Lin Anderson, Allan Guthrie, A.L. Kennedy, Simon Kernick, Roz Southey, Andrew Taylor, Sheila Quigley, Phil Lovesey, Declan Burke, Keith McCarthy, Christopher Brookmyre, Gerard Brennan, Matthew J. Elliott, Colin Bateman, Ray Banks, Simon Brett, Adrian Magson, Jay Stringer, Amy Myers, Nick Quantrill, Stephen Booth, Paul Johnston, Zoë Sharp, Paul D. Brazill, Peter Lovesey, Louise Welsh, Liza Cody, Peter Turnbull and Nicholas Royle.
Published in the
United Kingdom as The Motor Rally Mystery
“For sheer ingenuity in plot and execution,
John Rhode has few if any equals in detective fiction.”—The Saturday Review
The death of Lessingham and his companion,
Purvis, was, indeed, a tragic affair; but an automobile accident, especially
one occurring in a race, rarely arouses suspicion. Sergeant Showerby, however,
was a conscientious soul. His duty was to investigate thoroughly and
investigate he did, with results that were suspicious enough to arouse
Inspector Hanslet of Scotland Yard and, through him, the great criminologist,
At first, there is so little evidence that
one cannot understand Dr. Priestley’s interest in the case. Then, one by one,
clues appear—not the ordinary clues which fall fortuitously in a detective’s
lap, but clues that are found because the Doctor, by his famous process of
logical deduction, knows where to look for them. Gradually a pattern forms so
diabolical in its simplicity and effectiveness that Dr. Priestley is forced to
set a dramatic trap which very nearly ends the lives of both detective and
“London publisher shot in automatic elevator. Dr. Horatio Glass and Insp. Hornbeam pool wits—and humor—to spot the killer. Neat variation of good old ‘hermetically sealed room’ problem, with two authors—and their sleuths—working beautifully in harness. Verdict: Top Drawer”—The Saturday Review
A seemingly impossible murder in a private elevator draws two sleuths to the case. Inspector Hornbeam and Dr. Horatio Glass are at odds from the beginning, each dismissive of the other’s theories, thus creating an atmosphere as much of competition as cooperation.
From the novel:
The elevator was perhaps six feet square by eight feet high, with steel walls painted to imitate bronze. Sir Ernest Tallant sat very quietly in the rear right-hand corner. His legs were outthrust stiffly, his back bent a little forward; and the brim of the rakish gray hat shaded his face. He might have been a grotesque parody of Little Jack Horner, if it had not been for the widening bloodstains on the left breast of his jacket. His umbrella lay beside him, also looking oddly childish like his posture. Under each roof corner of the elevator there was a tiny electric light; these four little lights illumined even the wrinkles on the backs of the man’s hands, and glittered on the pieces of broken glass.
Published in the United Kingdom as Drop to His Death
“One always embarks
on a John Rhode book with a great sense of security. One knows that there will
be a sound plot, well-knit process of reasoning, and a solidly satisfying
solution with no loose ends or careless errors of fact.”—Dorothy Sayers
From the Jacket:
Fair blew the wind
from France, and the Channel steamer Isle of Jethou rolled a bit in the stiff
south-westerly breeze. But the rough crossing didn’t upset the mysterious
passenger who had locked himself into his cabin as soon as he boarded the boat
at Guernsey. The same desire for seclusion had manifested itself on the boat-train
to Waterloo, for the guard had been presented with a pound-note to reserve a
compartment for Mr. Mystery. But did he travel alone? For at Waterloo the
gentleman from Guernsey was a pretty genuine corpse. Death on the Boat-Train is
a first-rate detective story, once again featuring the coldly clever scientific
mind of Dr. Priestley, John Rhode’s brilliant creation.