They tried every possible trick to stop Nick Thorne from using The Forbidden Road
Was he a murderer? Or was he the victim of The Crooked Frame?
I Saw Blood On My Hands…
I was terribly drunk, but I remember stumbling over something in the dark, something soft and supple. I remember putting my hand down and feeling it warm and sticky. That’s all I remember until I woke up in my own apartment with blood on my clothes and my hands. Then I had to ask the most terrifying question an man can ever ask himself; “Am I a murderer?”
He gave the police a clue by having his women tattooed before he poisoned them.
With her husband dead, she could really start living!
A startling tale of jealousy, passion and murder on a Caribbean island…
The Autobiography of a Professional Criminal
A beautiful blonde, an insurance swindle, and MURDER!
Love — unusual and ordinary, forbidden and approved, sinful and sinless — in an ancient and mysterious land…