What kind of maniac would massacre a zoo?Every animal in Yat’s children’s zoo has been killed with a machete and a crowbar. Not even the toothless old dog which sat beside the wishing chair has been spared. The act is cruel and unfathomable. More shocking than any ordinary murder. The only clue is a strange, tawny feather, accidentally discarded at the scene of the crime.In one of the darkest and finest in the series, Detective Harry Feiffer

The rapid response team arrived too late.They stormed the bank by the book: used shaped explosives to blow open the doors, entered with guns at the ready. Inside, they found the entire staff lying dead by their desks. There were no signs of forced entry or a struggle. No money had been taken. There were just bodies. Nine ordinary people, killed in cold blood.A case this extraordinary calls for Harry Feiffer, Hong Bay’s finest detective. The...

The victims were shredded in a storm of glass.There was nothing the truck driver could do. The van was driving on the wrong side of the motorway, at night, with its headlights turned off. It came out of nowhere, loaded with sheets of cheap glass. The combined speed of the impact was 185 miles per hour. What was left of the passengers had to be collected in bags.A horrific accident takes a mysterious turn when a bullet is found lodged in the base of the van ...

In the seamy Hong Bay district of Hong Kong, crimes of every shape and size were commonplace. But not letter bombs. Not till Mr Leung and Mr Ramaswamy were successively spread bloodily over the office walls.When Detective Inspector Spencer narrowly escaped becoming victim number 3, the Yellowthread Street police were grimly determined to track down the culprit – before the Special Branch got to him. But unless they could find the link between the ...

“An inspired poet of the bizarre” – New York Times Book ReviewOut of the mist-enshrouded sea a wooden raft drifts slowly into shore on Hong Bay beach. It carries no sail or rudder, just a selection of miscellaneous objects: a man’s skeleton with its ankles roped together, a dead fish, a mound of sweet potatoes, a set of false teeth and a ten-inch length of blue galvanised iron drainpipe.The morgue give their verdict: murder, committed twenty years before.

Postman Lawrence Shang was watching a film called The Axeman of Shanghai when his life abruptly ended. Carpet trader Edward Peng was enjoying The Last Picture Show. Death in both cases was instantaneous, caused by a small calibre handgun used at a range of two feet.With their deaths begins a series of apparently motiveless murders in one cinema after another across the Hong Bay district of Hong Kong – and a nightmarish investigation for Harry Feiffer

His eyes are pale and expressionless. His intent is deadly.The Far Away Man kills with an antique; an 1891 single-shot target pistol. A single shot is all that he needs. His first victim is a shoe-shine man of no fixed abode. His second, an aristocratic naval officer. His third, a Chinese fortune teller. The only thing that ties the crimes together: a bundle of faded cholera vaccination certificates. And the killing is far from over.A case ...

The first in Marshall's unforgettable, classic series of police procedurals – suspenseful and hilarious in equal measure.Yellowthread Street is the sort of place that breeds more crime than any cops can handle.Among the gangsters and the goldsmiths of Hong Bay, Chief Inspector Feiffer and his police department had their hands full . . . tourist troubles, a US sailor turned stick-up artist, and the jealous Chinese who solved his marital diff...

Nothing real could possibly be so terrifying.The victims were old, rich and powerful. Men who had experienced everything life has to offer. Yet whatever they saw killed them with fear alone. Stopped their hearts dead. Made them tear their eyeballs out of their sockets.In the final few weeks before the handover of Hong Kong to the Chinese, detective Harry Feiffer faces a battle with evil incarnate: a demonic witch doctor who has been sowing ...

A planeful of passengers dead from cyanide poisoning. Twelve bodies riddled with bullets in the sewers of Hong Kong. And one evil genius who outwits the cops at every turn . . .The voice on the phone is cool – and vicious. His threat: a continued escalation of terrorism until his blackmailing demands are met. For Chief Harry Feiffer and his crew at the Yellowthread Street Police Station in the most notorious section of Hong Kong, that is only the b...

One last chance for justice.Charlie Porter, the head of Hong Kong’s anti-triad unit, has been murdered. He was DCI Harry Feiffer’s lifelong friend. But Hong Kong is returning to Chinese rule. The chains of command have been broken. Yellowthread police station stands empty. With no authority, nobody to help, and just days to go until he returns his badge, has time finally run out for Hong Kong’s finest detective?PCs Spencer and Auden...

What’s it like being the only Anglophones settling into the rural Beauce region south of Québec City, where no one keeps a lock on their door? What kind of struggles does one encounter as a young adult living in communal housing in Peterborough, Ontario in the era of love, peace, and rock and roll? How does it feel to eke out a rugged living in a remote cabin in Brighton Beach, BC, without any experience of that lifestyle?Author William R. Marshall can tell you the answers, since t...