Books from Soho Press
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Sarah Jane
By James SallisA spare, sparkling tour de force about one woman's journey to becoming a cop, by master of noir James Sallis, author of Drive. Sarah Jane Pullman is a cop with a complicated past.
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Moth
By James Sallis“James Sallis—he's right up there, one of the best of the best ... Sallis, also a poet, is capable of smart phrasing and moments of elegiac energy.” —Ian Rankin, for The Guardian “Sallis is an unsung genius of crime writing.
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Eye of the Cricket
By James Sallis“James Sallis—he's right up there, one of the best of the best ... Sallis, also a poet, is capable of smart phrasing and moments of elegiac energy.” —Ian Rankin “[A] master of America noir ... Sallis creates vivid images in very few ...
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Bluebottle
By James SallisSallis creates vivid images in very few words and his taut, pared down prose is distinctive and powerful.” –Sunday Telegraph “Sallis's spare, concrete prose achieves the level of poetry.” –Telegraph “Sallis is a wonderful writer, dark, ...
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Abracadaver
By Peter LoveseyPeter Lovesey is the author of twenty-five highly praised mystery novels and has been awarded the Crime Writers’ Association Gold and Silver Daggers and the Diamond Dagger for Lifetime Achievement, as well as many US honors.
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A Dead Man in Malta: A Sandor Seymour Investigation
By Michael Pearce'I didn't see him,' said Cooper. 'Well, no, you wouldn't have,' said Price, 'because he was sort of standing to one side. My side. And I saw him staring at Terry, and I thought: Hello, is he a long-lost friend? But he didn't look that ...
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Diamond Solitaire
By Peter Lovesey“Davey doesn't need to be told at this stage. Maybe not at all.” Frowning, Leapman said, “But you just told me. Surely you owe it to him. He needs time to adjust.” “Weren't you listening just now?” said Manny.
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Rose's Last Summer
By Margaret MillarIf there's anything you want to discuss with me you can reach me there. Right now I—I'd like to see Rose.” “Certainly,” Greer said politely. “Do you mind if Mr. Clyde here goes along?” “Well, I—no.” “Mr. Clyde was a friend of Rose's.
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Wives and Lovers
By Margaret MillarHe lied to Hazel: “You'd better phone Mrs. Hathaway and cancel her five o'clock appointment. I have a bit of a headache.” He lied to Elaine: “That walk last night set me up. I think I ought to get more exercise—” and to the children: ...
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The Listening Walls
By Margaret MillarA sudden draft rippled the moted shafts of sunlight, and a woman's voice called out from the back door, “Mack. Here, Mack. Come on, boy. Time for your run.” At the first word Gill had risen expectantly, but as the woman continued to ...
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Vanish in an Instant
By Margaret Millar“At least I haven't gotten stout. So many older women get stout.” Not without food, Meecham thought. “Birdie gave you money?” “She sent it to me. It came this morning in the mail, a check with a little note. Two hundred dollars.
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Do Evil in Return
By Margaret MillarI didn't tell the police that when I called this morning. I was ashamed to. ... I was trying to make conversation so that Mrs. Peters wouldn't suspect anything was wrong—she's the cook and she loves to gossip. Well, I'd just read in the ...
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Ask for Me Tomorrow
By Margaret MillarWith the death of Tula Lopez, B. J.'s last tracks had been obliterated. He crossed the patio. Reed was lying on a chaise beside the pool, sleeping. In spite of the fatigue circles under his eyes he looked very young and innocent, ...
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Beyond This Point Are Monsters
By Margaret Millarsheriff”s department. He said Robert Osborne was missing and the ... Ford waited until Leo returned to his place in the spectators' section, then asked the clerk to call Carla Lopez to the stand. Carla rose and walked slowly to the ...
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Mermaid
By Margaret MillarThe same reference volume listed Peter Norman Whitfield, philanthropist, graduate of Princeton, married five times, one son, Donald Norman Whitfield, and a daughter, deceased. Ted Jasper was found among the seniors of an old Santa ...
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One Man's Flag
By David Downing“I'm still trying to get the embassy to intercede.” “I know, but I don't want to go ... She wanted to go back there, to the park, to Coney Island, to the stoop outside their brownstone, to a time when both of them still had a future.
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Rough Cider
By Peter LoveseyThe Donovan murder trial. I'd been a witness. The papers had described me as “a pale eleven-year-old in a gray flannel suit who had to be repeatedly asked by the judge to speak up.” Because I was a child, my evidence had to be given in ...
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The White Ghost
By James R. Benn1943: In the midst of brutal conflict between the Allied and Japanese forces, Lieutenant Billy Boyle receives an odd assignment, sent by the powerful Kennedy family to investigate a murder in which PT skipper (and future president) Jack ...
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The Sixteen Pleasures: A Novel
By Robert HellengaShe is 29 and available; he, older and married. He shares her sense of mission and soon her bed in this daring story of spiritual longing and earthly desire.
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Blue Madonna
By James R. BennJames R. Benn. “Not close enough,” Harding said. “They're about ninety miles from the nearest point on the coast.” “With a lot of guys named ... Carver was betrayed, and all the operatives killed or captured.” “SOE circuits are given ...