Meet Miss Jane Treen – the coffee-drinking cat lover dressed head to toe in tweed, who just happens to be a secret super sleuth!London, 1941: Miss Jane Treen is at her desk, strong black coffee in hand and fluffy ginger cat by her side, when her top-secret government work is interrupted by an urgent call to Devon. A woman has been found dead in a lake in a place where she shouldn’t have been. Jane needs to gather the clues and find the killer before someone else from the agency gets hurt…Shy and handsome code-breaker Arthur Cilento is bewildered by the arrival of the efficient Miss Treen and her cat Marmaduke. She bursts into his life unexpectedly, forcing him out of his comfort zone. The reluctant colleagues huddle near the warmth of a crackling fire in Arthur's country home, working to piece together the murderous puzzle at hand.In the sleepy Devon village, someone is hiding something: but is it the busybody vicar and his sister, the dutiful housekeeper and her secretive son, the stern librarian, or someone else altogether? And who were the people with the woman in the lake on the day she died?No sooner have Arthur and Jane have drawn up a list of suspects, than a parcel reveals a clue that sends them in hot pursuit of a coded diary stashed in a village church. But as the heavy wooden door slams behind them and a key turns in the lock, one thing is sure: they need to unravel the truth and crack this code before the killer decides their number is up…But if they can catch the culprit in time, might this unusual pair become the finest crime-solving partnership since Holmes and Watson hung up their hats…?If you love twisty crime novels, top-secret intrigue and the very best of Golden Age mysteries, then you will adore Helena Dixon’s totally gripping cozy novel, perfect for fans of Agatha Christie, T E Kinsey and Verity Bright!What readers are saying about The Secret Detective Agency:‘I ATE this up. what more could I ask for???… Loved it.’ Goodreads reviewer, ?????‘Hooked from start to finish… This book is an absolute delight!’ reading_barefoot_on_the_beach‘DANCE WITH BOOK GLEE AND READ HAPPILY!!… I love the characters! One moment I thought I knew who it was! The next minute a dead body shows up! I devoured it!… Must Read!… Bravo!!! ’ Goodreads reviewer, ?????‘Absolutely hooked from the start. Full of action but cosy!’ Goodreads reviewer, ?????‘The reveal. WHOOSH! THAT was unexpected. I was so sure of who it was...I was V E R Y wrong :-) . A really great read!’ Goodreads reviewer, ?????‘I just loved this book! I read this book within a couple of hours in one sitting as I couldn’t put it down.’ NetGalley reviewer, ?????‘I was hooked from the very beginning. I LOVED the cat. I need more Marmaduke!’ Goodreads reviewer, ????‘Oh my goodness what a journey. So ridiculously good.’ Goodreads reviewer, ?????‘Terrific! Wonderfully paced and beautifully written, kept me enthralled for the entire book.’ Novel Kicks, ?????‘Reels you in, I didn't want to put it down… Kept me guessing and on the edge of my seat!’ NetGalley reviewer, ????‘Keeps you racing and guessing through every moment! Absolutely loved it!’ writergirl5786‘I devoured The Secret Detective Agency in a single sitting—it was that good! The twists really kept me guessing!’ NetGalley reviewer‘Oooh! A Second World War spy thriller-cum-murder mystery! Who could resist?’ Reading, Writing, Wandering, ?????‘A joy to read! I was glued to the pages!’ Goodreads reviewer, ?????

To solve a murder case, Thomas Littlejohn contends with ghosts, Nazis, and crooked real estate speculators Known across London as one of the premier slumlords of the East End, Solomon Burt has never fallen in love with a property the way he has with Harwood, a faded manor house halfway between London and the sea. When the owner refuses to sell, Burt uses every trick he knows to buy the house out from under the man and convert it into apartments. Now Burt owns the property lock, stock, and barrel—but he will have to share it with the ghosts. When Burt is found murdered, the tenants fear a ghost might be responsible. Detective-Inspector Littlejohn is called down from London to solve the case and restore reason. But what he find lurking in the back corners of Harwood is far more dangerous than a poltergeist.

Famed crime solver Dr. Gideon Fell attends a housewarming party in the English countryside, but a ghost spoils the fun in Golden Age mystery master John Dickson Carr’s stylish, baffling mystery novel The house is called Longwood, and its history is wet with blood. It is closed up for good in 1920, when a massive chandelier falls, crushing an eighty-year-old butler. Oddly enough, the old chandelier was sturdy, and there was no way it could have fallen unless the butler leapt and swung on it. Was he mad? Suicidal? Or was he being pursued by something from beyond the grave? Seventeen years later, Longwood is purchased by Martin Clarke, a rakish young man with a taste for the supernatural. He invites his friends for a paranormal housewarming, but it is not long before the festivities turn gruesome. Chairs fly, guns fire on their own, and a mysterious fire threatens to engulf the whole mansion in flames. Clarke and his guests came for a ghost hunt—but could it be that the ghost is hunting them? The Man Who Could Not Shudder is the 12th book in the Dr. Gideon Fell Mysteries, but you may enjoy reading the series in any order. The Man Who Could Not Shudder is the 12th book in the Dr. Gideon Fell Mysteries, but you may enjoy reading the series in any order.

The editors of Murder in Baker Street return with a second anthology of all-new Sherlock Holmes stories and essays.First appearing more than a century ago in the works of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes remains the world's most famous literary detective. Now the immortal sleuth and his loyal companion Dr. John Watson investigate a series of previously unrecorded cases in this collection of totally original and confounding tales. As in the popular debut anthology, Murder in Baker Street, Anne Perry and ten more popular mystery writers celebrate the mind and methods of Sherlock Holmes in Murder, My Dear Watson. The volume also includes insightful essays, such as:Christopher Redmond on illuminating the vast possibilities that new technology offers in "Sherlock Holmes on the Internet"Editors Lellenberg and Stashower's "A Sherlockian Library" details fifty essential books for the Arthur Conan Doyle fanPhilip A. Shreffler's essay explores one of English literature's most famous friendships in "Holmes and Watson, the Head and the Heart"

A little music, a little dancing, a little murder at the spring ball.England, 1925. After years shut away from the world, former detective Lord Edgington of Cranley Hall plans a grand ball to celebrate his seventy-fifth birthday.But when someone starts bumping off members of his scheming family, the old man enlists his teenage grandson to help find the killer, before one of them is next.The mismatched duo must pick the culprit from a gaggle of preening playboys, scatter-brained spinsters and irate inspectors in this Agatha-Christie-style whodunnit that will have you racing to spot the killer.With a cast of eccentric suspects (both upstairs and down) and an adorable golden retriever along for the ride, “Murder at the Spring Ball” is a warm-hearted murder mystery full of intrigue, humour and adventure.

A body on the tracks and a pair of missing wills have Dr. Priestley puzzled . . .   Gervase Wickenden’s estate is close to a railroad line—and that’s where his mangled body is found after an unfortunate meeting with a train. The timing is a bit odd though, considering this happened only two days after Wickenden changed his will. And now, neither version of the will can be located . . .   The heirs ask Dr. Lancelot Priestley to look into the matter of the missing documents, but he soon stumbles on something else entirely: evidence that the train was not the actual cause of death. It’s up to him to deduce the facts behind this fatal so-called accident, in a compelling British mystery by a Golden Age master.   “You can never go far wrong with a Dr. Priestley story.” —The New York Times