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|  | | Hickory, Dickory: An Ed McAvoy Mystery (#2)
Even with a left leg shattered by a drug dealer's bullet and a medical retirement from the Detroit Police Force, former homicide captain Ed McAvoy feels he’s too young to be put out to pasture. True, he thinks, being Police Chief of Peekamoose Heights, a quiet, sleepy little village in New York’s Catskills, will be a far cry from what he has been used to, but it still will be police work¯his first love. Besides, McAvoy reasons, the chief's job will also afford him the opportunity to pursue his second love¯trout fishing. With the slower pace in the Catskills, being Chief of Police in Peekamoose Heights will be sort of like running a country club, or so he thinks. After all, how much crime can there be? Some occasional petty theft, maybe a little vandalism, perhaps a few drunk-and-disorderly incidents? And every so often, he figures, someone might die¯but, then, it probably will be an old person whose time has just run out, or a victim of an unfortunate accident.
McAvoy soon discovers that his skills as a homicide detective will not atrophy from lack of use in Peekamoose Heights. Murder, as it turns out, is an equal-opportunity crime that not only resides in large bustling cities like Detroit, but in sleepy little Catskill villages like Peekamoose Heights as well.
In the exciting sequel to Stream of Death, McAvoy's friend Sam Douglas has bought a Queen Anne tall-case clock at auction—at a bargain price. Trading it to Kate Winthrop for her lesser-quality Massachusetts tall-case clock and then selling the Massachusetts to a third party sight unseen seems to bode well for the antique dealer—until the third party winds up dead and, in her dying breath, identifies Sam as her attacker. | |  | | Stream of Death: An Ed McAvoy Mystery (#1)
Even with a left leg shattered by a drug dealer's bullet and a medical retirement from the Detroit Police Force, former homicide captain Ed McAvoy feels he’s too young to be put out to pasture. True, he thinks, being Police Chief of Peekamoose Heights, a quiet, sleepy little village in New York’s Catskills, will be a far cry from what he has been used to, but it still will be police work¯his first love. Besides, McAvoy reasons, the chief's job will also afford him the opportunity to pursue his second love¯trout fishing. With the slower pace in the Catskills, being Chief of Police in Peekamoose Heights will be sort of like running a country club, or so he thinks. After all, how much crime can there be? Some occasional petty theft, maybe a little vandalism, perhaps a few drunk-and-disorderly incidents? And every so often, he figures, someone might die¯but, then, it probably will be an old person whose time has just run out, or a victim of an unfortunate accident.
McAvoy soon discovers that his skills as a homicide detective will not atrophy from lack of use in Peekamoose Heights. Murder, as it turns out, is an equal-opportunity crime that not only resides in large bustling cities like Detroit, but in sleepy little Catskill villages like Peekamoose Heights as well.
In Stream of Death, the first book in the Ed McAvoy Mystery Series, the famed Isabela Pendant disappears amid a hail of machine-pistol bullets during the closing days of WWII in Sicily. When it temporarily resurfaces in Detroit after fifty-some years, six people are murdered. Now, four years later, a dog has dug it up in the woods near McAvoy’s peaceful Catskill village of Peekamoose Heights. |
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