Toronto police Sergeant Rob Lucas holds the plot focus, while action alternates between sleuthing and romance. While the series' heroes, Inspector John Sanders and photographer Harriet Jeffries, vacation in America, Lucas probes the shooting death of a corporate chairman. A witness flees a ransac...
There was an empty police car parked on the street. The two cops who had been left to guard the scene were leaning against it, talking quietly. The crime scene was deserted. I sat on that bench and thought about Freddie. There were still people around. A car drove by. Two women walking together h...
“How do you feel? Better?” “That’s overstating it a bit,” she said. “Less awful, maybe. It would help if I had something for my headache,” she said, trying very hard to sound dignified. Rodriguez pulled a chair up to the bed, flipped it around, and ...
Dubinsky looked up at them and scowled. “You could’ve called in,” he said. “Or did you forget how? We were kind of interested in knowing what was going on out there.” McNeill yawned and sat down in the chair beside Dubinsky’s desk. “What was the point of calling in? To tel...
Her ear caught the rhythm of Amos’s footfalls on the stairs, and it occurred to her that he was limping slightly. She frowned. It also occurred to her that this was probably not the first time since she’d met him that his leg had been bothering him. When, after all, had she last noticed anyone el...
asked Harriet abruptly. Sanders felt his hands tightening on the steering wheel; he made a concentrated effort to unknot his shoulders and keep his gaze calmly on the road. “Don’t know,” he said, his voice devoid of anger. “They could have, I suppose. If they were the ones...