Titres dans Fiction criminelle

Jack Reacher was alone, the way he liked it, soaking up the hot, electric New York City night, watching a man cross the street to a parked Mercedes and drive it away. The car contained one million dollars in ransom money because Edward Lane, the man who paid it, would do anything to get his family back.

Jack Reacher, alone, strolling nowhere. A Chicago street in bright sunshine. A young woman, struggling on crutches. Reacher offers her a steadying arm. And turns to see a handgun aimed at his stomach. Chained in a dark van racing across America, Reacher doesn't know why they've been kidnapped. The woman claims to be FBI. She's certainly tough enough. But at their remote destination, will raw courage be enough to overcome the hopeless odds?

Tragiquement connue pour son histoire violente et chaotique ainsi que pour la catastrophe qui l’a frappé en 2010, Haïti est le pays le plus pauvre des Amériques - et l’un des plus riches sur le plan littéraire. Cette anthologie de dix-huit nouvelles, projet lancé avant le tremblement de terre, réaffirme le talent des auteurs contemporains haïtiens, aussi bien francophones qu’anglophones, qu’ils vivent sur place ou qu’ils soient issus de la diaspora, sur un terrain où ils ne sont pas forcément attendus : le genre noir.

June Whitfield returns as the deceptively mild spinster sleuth in three full-cast BBC Radio 4 dramatisations. Specially broadcast to mark the 125th anniversary of Agatha Christie's birth, these brand new dramas are based on three of her best short stories.

Harry attacked his commanding officer and is suspended indefinitely, pending a psychiatric evaluation. At first he resists the LAPD shrink, but finally recognizes that something is troubling him and has for a long time. In 1961, when Harry was 12, his mother, a prostitute, was brutally murdered with no one ever accused of the crime.

My fresh start is finally around the corner—but so is the man standing in the middle of the f*cking road. He could’ve died when I hit him, and his two friends are downright furious. But instead of pressing charges, they offer me a deal: work for them for six months, and they’ll let it go. Their secluded mountain estate is vast and beautiful. Full of stolen artifacts and dark secrets.

Dans le désert de cendres de l'Askja, au cœur de l'Islande, le corps d'une jeune femme assassinée reste introuvable. Près de Reykjavik, des traces de sang et une bouteille de vodka brisée au fond d'un cratère, mais là non plus, pas le moindre cadavre. Et dans les deux cas, des suspects à la mémoire défaillante. Ces crimes rappellent à l'inspecteur Kornelius Jakobson, de la police criminelle de Reykjavik, le fiasco judiciaire et policier qui a secoué l'Islande au milieu des années 70.

One wealth-obsessed man – who is also dead. One status-obsessed woman – who is the perfect accessory. Their four inheritance-obsessed children – each with a killer instinct. And a murder-obsessed outsider looking to expose them all. But there’s one thing money can’t buy… and that’s the truth.

When Lena helps her teenage daughter gather sounds for her media studies project, she doesn't expect her boom-microphone to pick up a conversation between her neighbours, the Morgans. And she’s certain they are planning a crime. Her family and friends tell her that she must have misheard. After all, the Morgans are a well-respected, upstanding couple in their early sixties. They’ve never been in trouble with the law. Yet Lena can’t stop thinking about it. Because what if she hasn’t misheard? What if she can prevent something awful happening?

Quand le voile des apparences ne peut être déchiré, il faut parfois y mettre le feu. À Shaker Heights, banlieue riche et tranquille de Cleveland, tout est soigneusement planifié pour le bonheur des résidents. Rien ne dépasse, rien ne déborde, à l'image de l'existence parfaitement réglée d'Elena Richardson, femme au foyer exemplaire. Lorsque Mia Warren, une mère célibataire et bohème, vient s'installer dans cette bulle idyllique avec sa fille Pearl, les relations avec la famille Richardson sont d'abord chaleureuses.

"Siamo carne da cannone, aveva detto René. Era vero. Carne da cannone. Gente che muore senza un senso, senza un'utilità. Che ha vissuto senza sapere, e senza sapere se ne va". Quattro malavitosi della più squallida periferia romana fanno una rapina che finisce nei disegni complessi della criminalità che conta. Parallelamente un'organizzazione di altissimi funzionari dello Stato ordisce un folle piano "Anno Zero" per eliminare il problema, delle pensioni.

Quand le médecin d’un hospice vénitien appelle la police car une patiente en fin de vie souhaite témoigner, le commissaire Brunetti et Claudia Griffoni se rendent aussitôt au chevet de la jeune femme. Ses derniers mots évoquent son défunt mari Vittorio qui selon elle, a été assassiné. Brunetti lui jure de mener l’enquête. Il découvre alors que Vittorio, qui travaillait pour une compagnie chargée de vérifier la qualité des eaux vénitiennes, est officiellement mort dans un accident de moto.

Reykjavik. Par une froide journée d’hiver, un nouveau-né disparaît de son landau. À sa place, le père trouve le corps d’un enfant mort. Le bébé disparu est né grâce à une mère porteuse, avec laquelle tout avait pourtant bien commencé... Onze ans se sont écoulés depuis la disparition, lorsqu’un cas isolé de rougeole entraîne la mort d’une jeune fille. Le père de cette dernière part à la recherche du porteur du virus afin de se venger. Dans un autre quartier de la ville, le corps démembré d’une femme est retrouvé dans une voiture abandonnée, la tête manquante.

Just after midnight, a snowdrift stopped the Orient Express in its tracks. The luxurious train was surprisingly full for the time of the year. But by the morning there was one passenger fewer. An American lay dead in his compartment, stabbed a dozen times, his door locked from the inside.

Meet Dexter Morgan, a polite wolf in sheep’s clothing. He’s handsome and charming, but something in his past has made him abide by a different set of rules. He’s a serial killer whose one golden rule makes him immensely likable: he only kills bad people.

Monochrome is a busted flush - an inquiry into the misdeeds of the intelligence services, established by a vindictive prime minister but rendered toothless by a wily chief spook. For years it has ground away uselessly, interviewing witnesses with nothing to offer, producing a report with nothing to say, while the civil servants at its helm see their careers disappearing into a black hole. And then the OTIS file falls into their hands. What secrets does this hold that see a long-redundant spy being chased through Devon's green lanes in the dark?

Tracy Crosswhite a passé vingt ans à mettre en doute les faits qui ont entouré la disparition de sa sœur Sarah et le procès criminel qui s'en est suivi. Elle ne croit pas qu'Edmund House - le violeur qui a purgé sa peine et a été condamné pour l'assassinat de Sarah - soit le véritable coupable. Pour que justice soit rendue, Tracy est devenue enquêtrice criminelle dans la police de Seattle, et a dévoué sa vie à la recherche des tueurs.

It's every parent's nightmare. Your happy, funny, innocent son commits a terrible crime: murdering a complete stranger. You don't know who. You don't know why. You only know your teenage boy is in custody and his future lost. That night you fall asleep in despair. Until you wake...and it is yesterday. Every morning you wake up a day earlier, another day before the murder. Another chance to stop it. Somewhere in the past lie the answers, and you don't have a choice but to find them.

Trois hommes sont retrouvés égorgés et la langue arrachée avant la Noël à Paris. Au même moment, des inconnus veulent ressusciter la fête des Fous, des convulsionnaires se roulent sur le sol des églises et une jeune fille pousse des cris d'oiseau. Mais que vient faire là-dedans le mystérieux chevalier d'Eon, peut-être membre du Secret du roi ? En quelques jours, l'ordre social semble s'inverser et même le moine semble gagné par la folie ambiante. Le commissaire aux morts étranges, lui, garde la tête froide et mène l'enquête.

If, like Kane, you're a Denied Access Area spy for the CIA, then boundaries have no meaning. Your function is to go in, do whatever is required, and get out again - by whatever means necessary. You know when to run, when to hide - and when to shoot. But some places don't play by the rules. Some places are too dangerous, even for a man of Kane's experience. The badlands where the borders of Pakistan, Iran and Afghanistan meet are such a place - a place where violence is the only way to survive.