Armand O'Bae didn't simply disappear. He was kidnapped, tortured, then thrown from an upper-story window. An unfortunate accident said the gentlemen involved, and more unfortunate that O'Bae had taken with him the sinister secret of a ninth-century t...
"The small man standing on the narrow ledge stared fixedly forward with eyes made wide and blank by terror." At 2pm on a Monday in 1966, Ned Balfour wakes in Corsica beside a beautiful woman. In the same instant, back in London, fellow art dealer and...
On this Spring morning Jim Woodbine felt the tension blanketing Ashfork like a wave of oppressive heat. For a Saturday there were very few rigs and saddle-horses at the hitchracks, and he smiled grimly as he observed this. It was better not to be aro...