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|  | | A Good Soldier
The 2nd installment in the US Grant mystery series
Grant, along with his wife, son and father, visits friends in Bethel Ohio, a sleepy hamlet which has begun to recover from the Civil War in a manner quite different from others places of its kind. The church has a new steeple, and Grant's pals -- men who had shared time in Andersonville, the worst of the Southern POW camps, were building stately homes and then dying. | |  | | Atomic Renaissance
Collective biography of 7 American Women mystery writers from the 1940s and 1950s.
| |  | | Criminal Appetites
14 stories of mystery all related to cooking and crime.
| |  | | Intent to Sell: Marketing the Genre Novel
The only book available on how to promote your published genre novels.
The only book on the market to thoroughly explain the best ways for a new author to promote his/her work in a competitive publishing marketplace. The book contains hundreds of proven tips from an established mystery author as well as a catalog of reference materials in the appendices. | |  | | Magnolias and Mayhem
15 mystery short stories set in the South by some of the top names in crime fiction
| |  | | The Ambush of My Name
US Grant finds a corpse in his hotel room when he returns to Georgetown OH for a visit to his hometown.
When Ulysses Grant and his wife Julia return to the town where he grew up, he was expecting a parade or maybe a banquet. What he finds is the body of a mystery man stretched out on his bed. Assisted by Ambrose Hart, a local newspaper man, Grant decides to find out the identity of the victim as well as who killed the man. | |  | | The Scent of Murder
Marissa Scott, the cosmetics department head of a Cincinnati department store, finds her ex-husband's fiancee's body in her office.
Is one day too much to ask?” Marissa muttered, knocking the snow from her shoes and stepping into the VW Rabbit. She tugged at the hem of her pants, knowing the managers at Kantor’s weren’t going to be happy with her attire. Not that she cared. Although she was fashionably dressed in beige pleated pants and a green silk blouse that matched her eyes, she hadn’t known she would be called into work. By security, no less. Her own salespeople didn’t need guidance. She hoped it wasn't another prank at Kantor’s. Boosting corporate morale didn't fall into her job description.
The seminar had been | |  | | Who Was That Lady?
Biography of mystery writer Craig Rice
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