#detective

Ninety seconds of darkness at the museum gala. When the lights came back, the priceless Glass Swan was gone.

The father of the bride raised his glass to the happy couple and collapsed. Someone at the head table wanted him to.

A publisher promised a memoir that would expose everyone in the house. By midnight he was dead in his library.

Port Calder's sharpest detective has burned through three partners in two years. He'd prefer you didn't make it four.