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You haven't read a thriller until you read #1 New York Times bestselling author Sue Grafton's novels with her unforgettable P.I. Kinsey Millhone...
"C" is for Corpse
He was young-maybe twenty or so-and he must once have been a good-looking kid. Kinsey could see that. But now his body was covered in scars, his face half-collapsed. It saddened Kinsey and made her curious. She could see he was in a lot of pain. But
As the oldest of nine siblings, Savannah...
B is for Burglar, from Sue Grafton's #1 New York Times bestselling Kinsey Millhone Alphabet mystery series
Beverly Danziger looked like an expensive, carefully wrapped package from a good but conservative shop. Only her compulsive chatter hinted at the nervousness beneath her cool surface. It was a nervousness out of all proportion to the problem she placed before Kinsey Millhone. There was an absent sister. A will to be
Rejected by the Navy SEALs, Mitchum is content to be his small town's unofficial investigator, until his beloved 14-year-old cousin is abducted. Now he'll do whatever it takes to track her down — but nothing is what it seems . . . .
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Lightning-fast...
Read by Judy Kaye
Kinsey's skills are about to be sorely tested. She is about to meet her duplicitous match in a couple of world-class prevaricators who quite literally take her for the ride of her life.
"L" is for Lawless: Call it Kinsey Millhone in bad company. Call it a mystery without a murder, a treasure hunt without a map, a quest novel with truly mixed-up motives. Call...
11) The silkworm
14) Maisie Dobbs
15) Corpse Suzette
When a plastic surgeon cuts and runs, a plus-sized PI takes on the case in this cozy mystery by the author of Murder à la Mode.
Despite New Year's resolutions to avoid irritating houseguests and nerve-wracking cases, California ex-cop-turned-private-detective Savannah Reid finds herself hosting her assistant's cranky cousin. And that's not all that stinks . . .
Voluptuous and proud of it, Savannah can't understand
...16) "P" is for peril
Shot in the shoulder and brought to death’s door by typhoid fever, Dr. John Watson is sent home from the second Afghan war with a small income and nothing to do but recover his health. By his own account, he leads a meaningless existence in London until a chance encounter with an old friend brings news of comfortable lodgings on Baker Street. In a hospital...