Résultats pour "Pete Johnson" dans Fiction criminelle

San Francisco Noir lashes out with hard-biting tales exploring the shadowy nether regions of scenic "Baghdad by the Bay". In this superb collection, virtuosos of the genre meet up with the best of SF’s literary fiction community to chart a unique psycho-geography for a dark landscape. From inner city boroughs to the outlands, each contributor offers an original story based in a distinct neighborhood.

All three books in the My Very Murder trilogy are included here in this single volume. The narrative is a confession to a number of homicides that the murderer has committed. In My Very First Murder, the glory-seeking author of this narrative claims to have committed an undetectable crime. In My Very Second Murder, the narrator confesses to another homicide...the eager perpetrator has a particular type in mind. In My Very Third Murder, the murderer sets out to murder someone known to them from a bygone era.

The narrative is a confession to the murder of an unnamed person who, it is alleged, was a total stranger to the perpetrator. The glory-seeking author claims to have committed an undetectable crime, but are they telling the truth? The story-line leaves little doubt that the homicide portrayed could have actually occurred. An intriguing question is put to the listener: “Is a confession a confession if it is impossible to identify its author?” Who is this storyteller, who delights in toying with the listener? The murderer wants fame, but not at any cost.

This is the final story in the My Very Murder trilogy. The narrator confesses to another homicide. Their victim this time is someone known to them from a bygone era. Eighteen years previously, Rick had ruined the killer’s life. Now, payback time had finally arrived. Revenge is the murderer’s motive, you’ll soon understand why. By this stage, the killer has added cold-blooded skill to their natural desire for retribution. It is a lethal combination, as Rick discovers to his cost. Oozing with confidence, the killer implements their latest project.

Galvanised by previous success, the narrator confesses to another homicide. Rather than selecting a random victim this time, the eager perpetrator has a particular type in mind. Social cleansing is the killer’s moral justification for slaying a paedophile. The unnamed killer has stepped out of their comfort zone this time. Impulsive and even reckless at times, the murderer sets about their new project with mounting pleasure. The murderer’s journey is not without issues, but deems the result to be worth the extra effort.

A city equal parts darkness and hope. A scarred city. An often violent one. But a resilient city, too. That's our Memphis. Like many cities we have a namesake - in Egypt, Men-nefer became Menfe became Memphis, enduring and beautiful, on the banks of the Nile. Centuries later, another continent, another people, another river: Memphis, Tennessee, the soul of the Mississippi Delta, was formed.

Buffalo, New York, is still the second-largest metropolis in the state, but in recent years its designation as the Queen City has been elbowed aside by a name that's pure noir: The City of No Illusions. Presidents came from here; and in 1901 a president was killed here while visiting the Pan-American Exposition, by a man who checked into a hotel under a name that translates as Nobody.