Chief Inspector Wexford had every reason to remember the Painter case - it was the first murder he’d ever handled on his own. There had been no mystery - Painter had done it and been hanged.

In a gloomy London cemetery a girl is found murdered – a girl with a name that isn’t hers, a girl with no friends, no possessions and no past. It shouldn’t have been a case for Detective...

Sir Manuel Carmargue, one of the greatest flautists of his time, was dead. Misadventure: an old man, ankle-deep in snow, he lost his foothold in the dark, slipping into the water to be trapped...

Sergeant Caleb Martin of Kingsmarkham CID had no idea just how terminally unlucky Friday 13th May would prove. Even alive, he could have had no inkling of the chain of bloody events that would...

A lump of concrete dropped deliberately from a small stone bridge over a quiet road kills the wrong person. The driver behind is spared. But only for a while...It is impossible for Chief...

The body found under the hedge was that of a middle-aged woman. The grey eyes were wide and staring, and in them Detective Chief Inspector Wexford thought he saw a sardonic gleam. But that must...