Books from Soho Press
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Murder in Saint-Germain
By Cara Black“Requisitioned, Mademoiselle Leduc,” said hawk nose. She didn't like him. Or the military. “The Germans requisitioned this place, too.” “You must be thinking of the Luftwaffe at Lycée Montaigne.” The name Rondot was embroidered on his ...
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Murder in Pigalle
By Cara Black“Jules, my parole officer watches me like a hawk. If you move the job up, then count on Dervier. He's perfect. You don't need me. The team's primed. I guarantee it.” There, he'd said it. Pause. Already he felt better.
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Three Hours in Paris
By Cara BlackJäger in his office, his hawk eyes narrowing over his long nose. “Explain, Gunter." He sounded interested. “One moment, sir." Gunter put his hand over the mouthpiece. “I need privacy. Is this line secure, Volke?
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Murder on the Left Bank
By Cara BlackHer antenna up, she watched the courtyard like a hawk swarmed. She thought she caught movement until the scratching of Madame Livarot's pencil stopped. “Best I can do, but it gives the idea." Madame Livarot's quick pencil sketch, ...
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Murder on the Ile Saint-Louis
By Cara BlackKrzysztof caught only the outlines of the other's face; he was blond and hawk nosed. The face looked familiar, he'd seen him before but couldn't place him. Then footsteps, the slam of a door, and the man was gone.
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I Could Love You: A Novel
By William NicholsonPeter Tindall catches Meg's eye and pulls a face at the racket. Meg smiles. Encouraged, Peter Tindall crosses the hall to her side, following a curving path as if to show he has only reached her by accident. 'I don't call that music,' ...
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Orphan, Agent, Prima, Pawn
By Elizabeth KiemI began braiding my hair but she shook her head, so I brushed it loose and clipped it with a barrette low on my neck. I put on pale pink lipstick and added a sliver of silver to my eyes. Gerasova nodded in approval. “Let's go.
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Summer in the City of Roses
By Michelle Ruiz KeilShe drinks a glass of black beer and follows a familiar green coat out the door and around the back of the building . She is kissing a redheaded man for all she's worth . This man is not her husband . Plum is in labor in her bathtub in ...
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The False Inspector Dew
By Peter Lovesey“You are not mistaken. My mind was on other things. I don't expect to be recognized these days.” “Really?” He looked genuinely surprised. “Aren't you still on the stage?” “Not for quite some time, Mr...” “Oh. Finch. John Finch.
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Adrian Mole and the Weapons of Mass Destruction
By Sue TownsendShe asked, 'Do you want to meet the artist, Catherine Leiden-steiner?' and indicated the woman in the red dress. I said,'Why not?' Daisy skilfully wove us through the crowd. She seemed to know everybody in the room.
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My Sister Rosa
By Justine Larbalestier“Sojourner Ida Davis!” Sojourner shakes her head but she doesn't say anything else. Sally's staring at her. “I understand you feel passionately,” David says. “But we have to protect our child.” “I apologise for my daughter,” Diandra ...
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Forensic Songs: Stories
By Mike McCormackThis story collection by a Man Booker Prize nominee “effortlessly weaves Raymond Carver’s lucidity together with Franz Kafka’s otherworldly absurdity” (Library Journal, starred review).
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A Tree Or a Person Or a Wall: Stories
By Matt BellA Tree or a Person or a Wall brings together Bell's previously published shorter fiction--the story collection How They Were Found and the acclaimed novella Cataclysm Baby--along with seven dark and disturbing new stories, to create a ...
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In the House Upon the Dirt Between the Lake and the Woods
By Matt BellIn the House upon the Dirt between the Lake and the Woods tells the story of a newly married couple who take up a lonely existence in the title's mythical location.
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The Woman Who Married a Bear
By John StraleyWalt looked up at Lance almost with pity. “I'm not going to lift a finger to help you.” Emma Victor stood in the doorway above Walt. She wore a red mackinaw. She had her arms folded and stared at the back of his head.
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This Story Is a Lie
By Tom PollockOrdinarily, I would have put as much distance between me and it as possible, turned on my heel, and headed back down the hall. Today I set a collision course right for the clutch of uniformed bodies at its source. I couldn't have told ...
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Orphan, Agent, Prima, Pawn
By Elizabeth KiemThe year is 1958, and 16-year-old Svetlana is stuck in a Moscow orphanage Her dream of becoming a dancer comes true: she's invited to join The Bolshoi Ballet, whose power as a symbol of Soviet prowess is unmatched - except perhaps by the ...
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Razorhurst
By Justine LarbalestierKelpie said yes to Dymphna Campbell because she didn't want to go to school, because Mrs. Darcy had said she'd tell the authorities, which meant Welfare, and because she'd mentioned Sister Josephine and Father O'Brian, who were almost ...
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The False Inspector Dew
By Peter LoveseyGiovanni Martinelli was in the barber's shop having a manicure and an animated conversation in Italian with the barber. They stopped abruptly when Walter entered. “Signor Martinelli” said Walter. The great tenor raised his eyebrows.
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The Land
By Thomas MaltmanInside the car, my uncle Nolan was livid. He slammed the glove compartment shut when I climbed in and set the milk gallon jug on the seat between us. “What the hell was that? You don't walk around flashing cash like that.