ππππππ¦ ππππ πππ π πβππ by Brian OβHare is the gripping and unsettling ninth addition to The Inspector Sheehan Mysteries. In this story, Inspector Sheehan and his Serious Crimes team find they still have plenty of darkness to uncoverβand plenty of danger waiting for them.
Three young men who have just graduated from law school are on their way home after all the celebrations. Drunk and high, they hit a child on a bicycle. After examining the child, they are certain she is dead, so they bury her and her bicycle in the woods. Being buried alive is the stuff of nightmares.
Inspector Sheehan is back. Heβs on the trail of a very dangerous killer, one who somehow knows what the police are up to, who their potential witnesses are, where each of those on the case live, etc. They have a leak, possibly from someone inside the police station.
The fact that the publication of ππ©π¦ ππ³π’π§π§πͺπ€π¬πͺπ―π¨ ππΆπ³π₯π¦π³π΄ coincides with National Awareness Day of Human Trafficking on the 11th of January is a coincidence. But it does draw attention to this important date, and to one of the most horrific crimes this world has to offerβhuman trafficking and modern-day slavery.
Inspector Sheehan is back. A young oriental woman is found murdered in the garden of a wealthy man. She doesnβt appear to have been a druggie but rather someone wealthy who took good care of herself. Inspector Sheehan and the Serious Crime Unit are called in to investigate.
Look inside the mind of a cold-blooded, narcissistic killer who has chosen all of his victims and is now killing them one by one in a gruesome and sadistic way. Then he posts all the gory details of what was done to the victim and how the murder was accomplished on the Dark Web while trying to justify what he did to those reading.
The French are a strange race. I have heard it said that they are like their bread: crusty and hard on the outside, soft and malleable on the inside. Because of this, the veneer of standoffishness occasionally slips and we are given a look at what lies beneath. I can exemplify this by relating one…
The story opens on the dark night of July 31, 1995. That night is dark in more ways than one. A ritualistic human sacrifice is being made. Oh, and the woman being sacrificed is pregnant. Then the story skips ahead to twenty-one years later. Has the sacrifice been forgotten? What about the child she was pregnant with? What became of it?
There was a time when I read every Hercule Poirot and Miss Marple mystery that I could get my hands on, as well as any of the other mysteries that Agatha Christie wrote. Then the day came when I had read every one of them, and my search began for another author whose mysteries would…
What makes a mystery great?Β I grew up reading mysteries by Agatha Christie; I own each one she wrote.Β What about them appealed to me and millions of other readers? Β How does one write a great mystery? I donβt write mysteries, but I know what I like to read.Β Below I have listed things that,…
