Un jour de la fin des années 60, alors qu'il émerge difficilement d'une sérieuse cuite, Alex Penn découvre avec horreur que ses vêtements sont couverts de taches de vin. Ou plutôt, de sang. Celui d'une jeune prostituée qu'il a probablement embarquée avec lui dans la chambre minable d'un hôtel de Times Square. Probablement. car il ne se souvient plus de grand-chose. Le plus ennuyeux, c'est qu'à cause d'un vice de forme, il vient tout juste d'être libéré de prison. pour avoir tué une autre jeune femme. Ce qu'il nie farouchement. Que faire ? S'enfuir, naturellement. Mais il est clair que la police a toutes les chances de le retrouver et de le renvoyer à la case départ. Il ne lui reste donc plus qu'une solution : retrouver l'individu qui lui en veut au point de le piéger ainsi pour la deuxième fois. Mais quand on boit plus que de raison.

Et de deux ...

Matt Scudder is finally leading a comfortable life. The crime rate's down and the stock market's up. Gentrification's prettying-up the old neighborhood. The New York streets don't look so mean anymore. Then all hell breaks loose. Scudder quickly discovers the spruced-up sidewalks are as mean as ever, dark and gritty and stained with blood. He's living in a world where the past is a minefield, the present is a war zone, and the future's an open question. It's a world where nothing is certain and nobody's safe, a random universe where no one's survival can be taken for granted. Not even his own. A world where everybody dies.

Everybody Dies

Un soir d'avril, dans le quartier de " la cuisine de l'enfer ", glenn holtzmann, cadre dans une maison d'édition new-yorkaise, est abattu alors qu'il téléphonait d'une cabine publique.
 Meurtre mafieux ? tout le dit jusqu'au jour oú george sadecki, un clochard, est arrêté.  indigné, son frère demande à matt scudder de se charger de l'enquête.  le détective privé, vieil habitué des réunions d'alcooliques anonymes, a plus d'une raison de s'intéresser à l'affaire.  il entretenait avec la victime des relations d'amitié oú la méfiance, pourtant, avait son mot à dire : et la femme de glenn, lisa, ne lui est pas indifférente.
 Mais les bonnes intentions ne font pas toujours les bons conseils, surtout en matière de meurtre.

Le diable t'attend

Jill Emerson, whose first three works were gentle explorations of the lesbian experience, took a sharp turn toward candor in THIRTY, her first book for Berkley. As I've explained in the book description for that novel, around the time Berkley came calling (via my agent) I'd become disenchanted with the whole notion of fiction recounted by some disembodied third- or first-person narrator. It struck me as artificial, and my response was to pile artifice upon artifice and produce a novel in the guise of an actual document. In THIRTY, the novel pretended to be a diary. That worked fine, and the resultant narrative proved at once challenging and effortless to sustain. I enjoyed writing it, Berkley enjoyed publishing it-and they wanted something else. What they got in THREESOME was a novel pretending to be a novel. The premise, as you'll see, is that the book has been written by its three main characters, Harry and Rhoda and Priss, in the form of a lightly fictionalized chronicle of their own life as a menage a trois. They set about writing alternate chapters-and, reading one another's work as they go along, they learn things they hadn't known, and one thing leads to another, and-I think the phrase we want is tour de force, and how nice to be able to use it in the same book description as menage a trois. The book was also about as much fun as I've ever had while sitting at a typewriter. I've written before about THREESOME, but there's something I've never recounted, and I'm old enough now to just go ahead and do it. Back in the early 1970s I had come in from rural New Jersey to hole up in a New York hotel and work on a book-this one-and one evening after the day's work was done I drifted down to the Village and wound up in an establishment called the Kettle of Fish, on Macdougal Street. (It has since relocated to Christopher Street.) They serve strong drink there, and that night God knows they served more than enough of it to me. When I left I took a few steps and found myself in conversation with some folks in a car, a large station wagon, and they turned out to be six adolescent girls from the Convent of the Sacred Heart in Noroton, Connecticut, a very classy Catholic prep school. Their favorite teacher was driving, and the next thing I knew I was in the back of the vehicle with them. I guess they thought I was interestingly exotic, a drunk Bohemian writer indigenous to Greenwich Village. I in turn thought they were adorable. The teacher (an affable chap, but God only knows what he was about, and I'm sure in due course the school must have let him go) drove us back to Connecticut, and the rest of the evening was lost in nacht und nebel, as it were. I passed out on somebody's couch, woke up the next morning, and wound up taking the train back to the city with two of the young ladies. We went to my hotel room, where we may have smoked an illegal herb, and, um, necked a little. One of them saw my typewriter and asked what I was working on. I said it was a novel about a sexual relationship of two women and a man. Thoughtful pause. "I had no idea, " she said, "that you researched these things so thoroughly."They left and I never saw them again, and if the incident rings a muted bell, it's probably because I used it as the opening of another novel, RONALD RABBIT IS A DIRTY OLD MAN, which masquerades as the collected correspondence of its protagonist. And which I'll be republishing fairly soon, but in the meantime we have THREESOME. It's a personal favorite of mine; that's no reason why you should like it, but I hope you do. This ebook edition of THREESOME contains as a bonus the opening chapter of the fifth Jill Emerson novel, A MADWOMAN'S DIARY.

Threesome - The Jill Emerson Novels, #5

Seit seinem Debüt von 1977 hat sich Bernie Rhodenbarr die Zuneigung eines wachsenden internationalen Publikums erworben. Der unbekümmerte Langfinger, der sich mit seiner detektivischen Begabung aus den Klemmen zieht, in die ihn sein Geschick als Einbrecher bringt, gewinnt mehr und mehr die Herzen seiner Leser. Titel ist sein erster Auftritt. Über Bernies Anfänge weiß Autor Lawrence Block zu berichten: "Ich war arbeitslos und auch für keine feste Arbeit geeignet", erinnert er sich. "Und ich wusste nicht, was tun. Selbst die einfachsten Jobs schienen Erfahrungen zu erfordern, die ich nicht hatte. Und dann sagte eine stille innere Stimme: >Schließe nicht von vorneherein das Verbrechen aus.< Wenn du einen Liquor Store ausraubst, will vorher niemand deine Bewerbungsunterlagen sehen. "Je länger ich darüber nachdachte, desto deutlicher wurde mir klar, dass Einbruch nicht die schlechteste Wahl war. Man bestimmt selbst über seine Arbeitszeiten, man versucht, jeden menschlichen Kontakt zu vermeiden - nicht viel anders als ein Schriftsteller. Und wenn man erwischt wird, bekommt man wahrscheinlich erst einmal Bewährung oder eine kurze Haftstrafe - außerdem müssen sie einen durchfüttern, wenn man im Gefängnis sitzt. "Dann dachte ich, na schön, ich werde erwischt und lasse mich widerstandslos festnehmen, aber dann findet einer der Cops im Zimmer nebenan eine Leiche. Das wäre natürlich ein Problem. Ich dachte . und mein nächster Gedanke war: "Nein, das wäre ein Buch." Eine Woche später hatte ich drei Kapitel und ein Resümee geschrieben und an meinen Agenten geschickt. Es wurde vom ersten Verleger, der es zu sehen bekam, angenommen, und ich musste nicht mehr losziehen und mir einen Job suchen - oder in eine Wohnung einbrechen. "Deshalb kann ich ohne Übertreibung behaupten, dass mich Bernie Rhodenbarr vor einem Leben als Verbrecher bewahrt hat."

Ein Einbrecher zum Verlieben - Bernie Rhodenbarr, #1

Keller is a regular guy. He goes to the movies, works on his stamp collection. Call him for jury duty and he serves without complaint. Then every so often he gets a phone call from White Plains that sends him flying off somewhere to kill a perfect stranger. Keller is a pro and very good at what he does. But the jobs have started to go wrong. The realization is slow coming yet, when it arrives, it is irrefutable: Someone out there is trying to hit the hit man. Keller, God help him, has found his way onto somebody else's hit list.

Hit List

Nicholas Edwards vit avec sa femme et sa fille à La Nouvelle-Orléans où il rénove et revend des maisons dévastées par le passage de l'ouragan Katrina. Entre sa famille et sa collection de timbres, il oublie peu à peu son ancienne vie. Alors que ses affaires périclitent, un nouvel ouragan survient sous la forme d'un coup de téléphone de son ancien agent, Dot, qui lui propose de reprendre du service et de redevenir l'homme qu'il fut : Keller, le tueur à gages. 
De New York aux Caraïbes, en passant par Cheyenne, Keller reprend du service et enchaîne les contrats en y mettant tout son savoir-faire. Du grand art.

Tue-moi

"Byrne e Susan Hollander fanno una bella vita. Lui è un avvocato, lei una scrittrice. La loro casa di pietra a Manhattan, che vale tre milioni di dollari, è a due passi dal Lincoln Center. E lì, in quella particolare notte, assistono a un concerto di beneficenza. Dopo il concerto tornano a casa a piedi. E qua termina la loro bella vita. Interrompono un furto in corso nella loro casa e vengono uccisi dai delinquenti. Dopo pochi giorni, la polizia trova i due colpevoli, entrambi morti, apparentemente per omicidio-suicidio. Caso ufficialmente chiuso. Ma, non ufficialmente, Matt Scudder si interessa alla vicenda quando la figlia degli Hollander lo assume per esplorare la possibilità che vi sia coinvolta una terza persona. Gli indizi sono tenui, per la maggior parte circostanziali, ma Scudder segue il suo istinto, affinato da quarant'anni di indagini nella polizia. "Block, che scrive best-seller e raccoglie premi nella stessa misura, segue la maggior parte delle formule del genere poliziesco, eppure riesce a portarvi una profondità e una potenza rare. Scudder, comparso nei primi romanzi come un ex poliziotto alcolizzato che si crogiola nell'autocommiserazione, si è evoluto in un consapevole osservatore della vita moderna, sobrio e a volte cupo. I delitti nei romanzi di Scudder sono il mezzo per portarci negli angoli più bui dell'esperienza umana. Con Matt Scudder come guida, emergiamo da queste visite nel lato oscuro della vita un po' più timorosi, ma sempre arricchiti dall'esperienza." ~Wes Lukowsky in Booklist#"Questo è il quindicesimo romanzo in venticinque anni che ha per protagonista Matthew Scudder, e i lettori della serie noir di Block sanno che cosa aspettarsi. C'è tutto: una perfetta rappresentazione di luoghi, suoni e odori di New York; visite alle riunioni degli Alcoolisti Anonimi nei seminterrati delle chiese; il bar di Mick Ballou, e i personaggi fissi, come Ballou; TJ, il giovane ragazzo di strada, ed Elaine, l'influenza civilizzatrice. "In questa ultima vicenda, Matt ed Elaine assistono a un concerto di beneficenza al Lincoln Center. Allo stesso concerto vi è una coppia che poco dopo viene uccisa nel proprio appartamento dell'Upper West Side. Successivamente, i due assassini sono essi stessi trovati morti a Brooklyn. "Senza che nessuno glielo abbia veramente chiesto, e non avendo di meglio da fare, Scudder inizia a interessarsi a questo caso, e l'intera vicenda si chiarisce davanti ai suoi occhi, fino alla sconcertante conclusione. Ogni tanto, la voce narrante del capitolo è quella del vero assassino, il che aggiunge un elemento intrigante. Ma chi cerca un'azione mozzafiato non la troverà. Lo stile è rilassato, e i personaggi e le pedine del gioco sono importanti tanto quanto la trama. "Raccomandato, in particolare per le biblioteche pubbliche, dove verrà sicuramente richiesto dai lettori." ~Fred Gervat in Library Journal

Spera di Morire - Matthew Scudder, #15

«Voler, c'est ma vocation depuis ma plus tendre enfance, mais commettre un meurtre, ça jamais ! Or, deux flics cherchaient à tout prix à me coller sur le dos un double assassinat, et un troisième poulet, pauvre mais vraie crapule, exigeait que je partage avec lui Ie butin d'un vol de bijoux, qui, hélas, avait lamentablement foiré. Sans compter un dentiste prêt, lui, à me bouffer. Mais qu'est-ce qui les poussait tous à s'en prendre à moi comme ça ?»

Et de deux ...

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