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Someone is committing random murders across Chicago—and making sure detectives Billy Harney (Aaron Paul) and Patti Harney (Krysten Ritter) are first on the crime scene. What connects the victims, and why is the killer leaving clues behind with each body? Billy and Patti are scrambling to stop the next killing when their father, Chief of Detectives Dan Harney (Beau Bridges), is kidnapped. But in their race to track him down, they uncover pieces of his past that simply can’t be true. Could their own flesh and blood be covering up a dark secret?

Back in the 1950's and 60's, Orrie Hitt was a prolific writer of romance novels. The "hanky panky" in his novels is tamer and less explicit than in many of today's romance novels, but the storylines were incredibly engaging. His characters are so fully developed that you either love them, hate them or pity them. In this novel, overworked and underpaid Danny O'Conner decides to take a little vacation at a resort, then decides to stay and work there. He soon becomes involved with three women, a lot of intrigue, and a great deal of danger.

"Even when you know who's guilty, you always receive a startling surprise at the final curtain." He knows who you are and he knows what you did! He's The Whistler—a mysterious figure of the night who knows the nameless terrors of which you dare not speak! Here's radio noir at its finest in twenty tales of crime, mystery, and fate starring Bill Forman as The Whistler. The plotters and the pawns are played by Jeff Chandler, Betty Lou Gerson, Frank Lovejoy, Gerald Mohr, Eleanor Audley, Joseph Kearns, Frances Robinson, and more.

When a disheartened and broke Mr. Cole boards a ship, the Lady Jermyn, in Australia for a return to England, he little knows what is in store for him. Love, disaster and loss enfold him on the journey home. Once there he is followed, threatened and befriended. A strange series of events make him doubt his sanity before he discovers the secret of the Lady Jermyn and what really happened.

Yours Truly, Johnny Dollar takes a turn towards the hardboiled as film-noir favorite Edmond O'Brien takes over the role of America's Fabulous Freelance Insurance Investigator. His gritty, driven performance is well worth rediscovering. O'Brien's harder, more cynical Dollar brought him harder and more cynical clients…and adversaries. In this collection of original radio episodes from 1950-52, Johnny finds more than his quota of murder, mystery, and malfeasance.

J. Scott Smart stars as "The Fat Man", Brad Runyon, the stout-but-stalwart investigator who was first conceived as an arch villain in Hammett's classic novel The Maltese Falcon. Charismatic and captivating, Runyon has a way with the ladies, in spite of his 237 pounds. Nick Charles, "The Thin Man", was played on radio by William Powell, Les Damon, and Les Tremayne. Cases seem to fall in to Nick's lap...often dropped there by his wife, Nora (played by Myrna Loy and Claudia Morgan).

A Hawaiian caper on the trail of the fabulous historic relic. Marlowe finds murder and intrigue...including a dead Philip Marlowe, found in a lily pond! A good dramatic conclusion on the Pali of Oahu. It started at dawn in a Los Angeles taxi and wound up that night on a cliff in the middle of the pacific all because of a dustman with $50,000, a corpse in a lily pond and an oriental with a chauffer who wanted a cloak made of nothing but feathers....

Visiting hours were over, and the Jeffrey Long Museum in San Francisco was quiet. In the private office of the owner, Jeffrey sat at his desk staring at the note in his hand; a note that was damp with his own perspiration. The hands trembled, as there was a tight nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach, symptoms of terror. It had all started three months ago when Jeffrey Long had received the first envelope when in Cairo.

An idea develops which involves a bridge, until the boiling point is finally reached! Kelly never knew exactly when it was that he decided to kill her. Thinking it over afterwards, he realized that murder is something like a pot boiling over. The fire is underneath for a long time and nothing happens, and then all at once the heat reaches a certain point and there it blows, and you look back in horror to find that you've killed someone....

Mr. Hayes returns from war to his lonely wife to find her afrolic with two comely boarders. His head is shortly thereafter found by the side of the Thames...and then encapsulated in a glass jar. Warwickshire, England, in the year 1785 and a lovely young lady whose married name was Catherine Hayes and whose ambition was to be a widow, this is the story of John Hayes, his head, and how they were parted.

John Blake seems to have committed the perfect crime. He has killed Thomas Evers, just as he told Blackie that he would. Blake also has a perfect alibi and seems to be making a fool out of Blackie! John Blake, a student of crime, has come urgently to see Blackie. He wants to know why a murderer is always caught? Blackie replies, “That’s easy because they always make a mistake.” John Blake would like to differ and informs Blackie that he is going to murder a man named Thomas Evers, he won’t tell him where or when but defies Blackie to prove it.

Harvey finds his old friend Ben living like a hermit afraid to spend the money he embezzled, but Harvey is sure he has it and that it must be hidden somewhere in this old house. When he is sure Ben is asleep, Harvey lets himself out and slips quietly down the hall to the stairs. The fire is still throwing a good light as he moves around the room searching systematically checking the floorboards and the walls when suddenly Ben appears and challenges him.

There comes a time when a meek stock broker gets fed up with his humdrum life and chucks it all for romance and adventure in Florida...and actually finds both!

It was past midnight when Jerry Coonan left the cocktail bar with a tall blond in a mink coat. On the way out, he gave the high sign to Red Stafford and Shorty Burton sitting idly at the bar, waiting for the tip off, and as he guided her out the front door, he could see them get off their stools and prepare to leave. Jerry chuckled softly to himself; the blond was dumb and rich. The diamond pendant around her neck ought to bring $10,000 at least, and he’d mentally appraised the square cut emerald on her hand, $5,000 more...

Sam's quiet evening with a western novel is rudely shattered....

When a man kills a stranger in a hit-and-run accident, his not-too-loving wife decides to frame him.