Christmas is looming, and investigator Catherine Berlin is out of a job. Broke, and with a drug habit that's only just under control, she quickly agrees when an old friend offers her work. It's a simple investigation with a generous fee, looking into the dealings of a small-time entrepreneur. The only catch? It's in Russia.
A serial killer's work goes unnoticed until Detective Berlin is on the case in this third spine-tingling Charlie Berlin novel.
It's 1967, the summer of love, and in swinging Melbourne Detective Sergeant Charlie Berlin has been hauled out of exile in the Fraud Squad to investigate the disappearance of a teenage girl, the daughter of a powerful and politically connected property developer. As Berlin's inquiries uncover more missing girls he gets an uneasy feeling he may be dealing with the city's first serial killer.
When a dying man utters Roxy Parker's name with his final, gasping breath, our favorite ghostwriter is thrown into the middle of her most baffling—and brutal—murder mystery yet. Why would a guy Roxy barely knows call out her name on his deathbed? What did he give her that holds the key to his murder? And is it linked to a ghoulish burglar who is hot on Roxy’s trail?
Gutsy ghostwriter Roxy Parker is back, and this time it's personal.
Someone is killing best-selling authors—a science-fiction writer has been found violently slashed with an ‘X’, a gardening guru bludgeoned with his own shears, and an erotic novelist poisoned by a juicy, red apple. All the evidence points firmly at Roxy's beloved agent, Oliver, but she's not convinced. With the help of seductive newcomer, crime reporter David Lone, Roxy must hunt down the killer before another author meets their final sentence... Little does Roxy know, a ghostwriter is next on the hit list!
When ghostwriter Roxy Parker accepts a job at a tropical island resort, she expects little more than a good story and a touch of sunstroke. Instead she stumbles upon her hotelier client, murdered and buried in a plot of sand, her head protruding ghoulishly for the crabs to devour. And around her, an ensemble cast of glamorous guests who are all hiding something behind their over-sized Gucci sunglasses.