COLD IS THE CALLER WHO HAS AN AXE TO GRIND DI Bethany Smith is called out to a murder scene where the state of the body is like nothing she’s ever seen before. The victim, a male, has been left in a terrifying mess. Why? What do the clues left behind mean? They’re not obviously pointing to anything, and working it out is nigh on impossible. Then a second body is found, a woman this time, and the connection between the dead isn’t apparent—apart from the same clues being present. With a third body, things make sense. Someone has a serious issue and intends to let the players in the game know it—but who the hell is it? A fourth body links them all in a chilling way. What does a skull image have to do with it? Why red contact lenses? And why is a vacuum cleaner one of the tools of the killer’s trade?

Please note this is a revised edition of Down in the Garden. No one likes being led down the garden path . . . Ellie White has just been murdered. Her killer puts her in a red dress and glittery shoes, loads her into the back of his Transit van, and dumps her body at the bottom of her own garden. The following day, Detective Inspector Bethany Smith is called in. Ellie’s right where the killer left her—placed beside a stone fountain. The team discovers her eyelashes have been replaced with spider’s legs. Her ears are stuffed with dead ants and a slug, a worm is wedged in her nose and a plastic butterfly is left in place of her tongue. The sight makes Bethany’s skin crawl. The next day another body is discovered. The victim has suffered the same gruesome fate. Left for dead at the bottom of his garden where the creepy-crawlies can get to him. Two down. Two to go. The clock is ticking for Detective Bethany Smith and her team.

EATING IS NOTHING BUT TORMENT Still grieving, DI Bethany Smith is stumped by a letter and map that have arrived, stating someone is dead and where to find them. The problem is, the map has been drawn by hand, and she can’t quite work out where the location is. When she does, she’s led to a place of business—but what has that got to do with the murder? With the body eventually found, the shock of the mutilation has Bethany reeling—plus the fact that the deceased is a minor royal ‘celebrity’ in Shadwell. Why have they been killed? Then two more bodies turn up, and the case gets more complex. What weapon has been used to scour skin off? Where have certain body parts gone? And what does the image of a child’s toy mean? The killer has lived a twisted, abusive life, with secrets no one should have to keep, but can Bethany feel sorry for him despite what he’s done?

RETRIBUTION IS SOMETIMES HELL DI Bethany Smith is thrown into another harrowing case, where a missing person has been found dead, buried in the woods. Why has the body been placed in a massive plastic bag complete with a ribbon and a sprig of holly attached, as though it’s a gift? Why is she wearing a Victorian dress and boots? More importantly, her skin has been burnt. Who would want to torture someone like that? There are too many questions with no answers, and when a second body is found close to the first, Bethany knows they have a serious nutter on their hands. Then another woman goes missing. Where is she being kept? What’s the connection between her and the other two? With a prime suspect in her sights right from the beginning, Bethany is desperate to get the justice the victims deserve. The problem is, his alibis check out—for the most part—so it’s a case of waiting for him to slip up. If he ever will…

ENJOY THE FUN WHILE YOU CAN With a serial killer on the loose, intent on murdering everyone in Le Huray Close, Bethany has a tough time working out who it is. It could be one of the residents, or maybe it’s a work colleague—or perhaps it’s just a randomer who’s trying his luck. Either way, the clues aren’t obvious, and she’s frustrated beyond belief. Why is the killer using different methods with each person? Do the summer parties play a part? Who is enraged enough to kill each person so quickly—right under the noses of the police? This killer is bold, deranged, and incensed by the activities in Le Huray prior to going on a murder spree. He can’t contain his rage any longer, and with a list of ten people, he’s got to get rid of them, fast, before Bethany finds him…

THE GIVING OF PRESENTS IS DEADLY Christmas is almost here, and DI Bethany Smith is looking forward to the break. A killer has other ideas on that score, though, and begins a spree, leaving bodies battered and bruised…amongst other things. The festive season brings back terrible memories, a trigger, and the only way to assuage it is to murder… Why are homeless people the targets? What has a nun got to do with this case? Who feels it’s their right to lure men and torture them in The Room? Bethany is desperate to find out, but with the snow aiding the killer in one particular method of murder, it’s clear this person is a nutter. Will Bethany find them before Christmas Day?

THE MOST DEPRAVED KILLERS. THE MOST DETERMINED DETECTIVE. MEET DI BETHANY SMITH IN THIS CHILLING CHRISTMAS CRIME THRILLER. Please note this is a brilliant novella, not a full-length story. It’s beginning to look a lot like . . . murder! Shamara stares down at the gift she’s been given by Martha Granger, the office manager. An ornamental teacup. While her colleagues ‘ooh’ and ‘ahh’, Shamara tries to conceal her bubbling rage. If they like it so much, they can have it, broken in half, the sharp edges rammed into their beady little eyeballs. The ‘black hole of annoyance’, as Shamara calls it, slowly opens wider until she can’t ignore the urges any longer. To kill is to feel alive. And Shamara should know. This isn’t the first time she’s let her urges get the better of her . . .Meanwhile, Detective Inspector Bethany Smith is on her way to Mike’s mother’s house for Christmas when she receives a call. There’s a body near Shadwell Hill. The victim is Martha Granger, thirty-one, lives at sixty St James’ Terrace. Looks like Christmas is cancelled . . . An exhilarating crime thriller with a shocking ending you won’t see coming. Perfect for fans of Helen H. Durrant, Charlie Gallagher, Rachel McLean, J.D. Kirk, Steve Parker and J.M. Dalgliesh.Please note this is a revised edition of Santa and the Secret.

THIS IS A SHORT STORY, APPROX 17K DI Bethany Smith is on her way to join her partner, Mike, for Christmas at his mother’s. A killer is going to mess that up by falling back on an old habit and murdering when she doesn’t get what she wants. Shamara has been full of a sense of entitlement her whole life, so why should it be any different now she’s an adult? She’s murdered before and ends up doing it again—all over a cup she received from the Secret Santa at work. Why is Shamara so spiteful and selfish? Who has she killed in the past? And why is she fixated on creatures—and making sure they don’t breathe again?

DI Bethany Smith has been looking into smaller crimes since the Tic Tac Toe case. While she’s eager to get her teeth into something substantial, she’s not keen for more murder. A killer has other ideas, a man who’s been strangling people all over the country. Roland chops them up and buries them—in graves belonging to recently interred women. To him the ladies are his beloved mother, and she should be with him, not alone in the ground. Or has he got that mixed up and death is exactly what she deserved? He’s confused, but so is Bethany, who battles to piece things together. When she realises who the killer is, there’s a problem. He has no fixed abode. How will they find him? Why is he living inside the back of a lorry? And who is in there with him, dancing, smiling, and hanging from butchers’ hooks… By their scalps?

Please note this is a revised edition of Blood of the Raven. A blade cuts deep. A betrayal cuts deeper . . . “Good afternoon, Franklin’s Insurance Services Limited, Anne speaking. How may I help you?” “I’ve got a burst pipe under my kitchen sink.” A baby cries in the background. Anne’s interest piques. Jackpot. “What’s your name and address, please?” “Fifty-one Galbraith Drive. I’m Vicky North.” Anne grabs her notebook and writes down Vicky’s address . . . The next day, DI Bethany Smith and DS Mike Wilkins stand side by side in the doorway of a baby’s bedroom. Their hearts heavy as they take in the scene before them. An empty cot, the imprint of a tiny body where a child has slept. A woman lying dead on the floor, her face sliced open, her neck gaping. The victim is Vicky North. And her four-month-old baby is missing. Detective Bethany Smith and her team are in a desperate race against time.

DI Bethany Smith has had enough. A man, dubbed The Creep, has been phoning her, saying he’s got bodies for her to find beneath the rubble. He’s been hounding her for months, and her nerves are shot. Especially when he brings DS Mike Wilkins into it, hinting her partner is in danger. The Creep is a confused soul, forced to kill by Simon, a man who had a terrible childhood. More often than not, Simon spent time in a locked cupboard, and the wallpaper in there means he expects The Creep to do a certain thing for him every time he abducts a woman. What is The Little Hospital, and why is it so important to The Creep? Why does Simon insist The Creep takes his medication? Who are the ‘visitors’, and why do they insist on returning after The Creep has killed them? Bethany has some other questions she needs to answer. Can she continue in her job now she’s been targeted as The Creep’s plaything? Where are the bodies, and why is one of them in the canal? And finally, is this case the last hurrah?