The Ghost in Roomette Four A California Zephyr Mystery By Janet Dawson "Engrossing..." — Gumshoe "...a murder mystery a la Dame Agatha..." — Terry Shames It's almost midnight on the sleek streamliner known as the California Zephyr en route from Oakland to Chicago in 1954. Heading for her quarters, Zephyrette Jill McLeod walks through the Silver Gorge Pullman car, and sees something she can't explain. Is the shimmering light a ghost? Jill doubts the evidence of her own eyes, but soon learns that others have seen the phenomenon, too. Whatever-whoever-is haunting roomette four may be connected to an incident two months earlier, when Jill found the body of a young man there. The verdict on the death was natural causes. Now it looks like the unquiet spirit is pointing to murder. Several years ago Dawson took a trip on the Pacific Sands, a privately owned Pullman car. The owner told stories about a roomette on the car that was supposedly haunted. Passengers would tell...

“Well written and entertaining . . . You’ll find yourself turning the pages because the victim is so deliciously despicable.” West Coast Review of Books“Intelligent and determined, Jeri holds her own among the ranks of impressive female detectives." Publishers Weekly“Sam Raynor was the biggest slug that ever oozed across my path,” says Oakland PI Jeri Howard. “Anyone who wanted to kill him would have to take a number and get in line.”Raynor is a liar, a cheat, an abuser who brutalized his wife Ruth. She has filed for divorce and hired Jeri Howard to find the money her husband claims he doesn’t have. When Raynor winds up with a bullet in his back, the prime suspect is Ruth. But Jeri, working hard to keep her client out of jail, discovers a long, long line of suspects.“We believe that Janet is one of the best women private eye writers in the business; her books are both believable and...

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"A welcome addition to this tough genre." The New York Times Book Review"Dawson keeps suspense and interest at high pitch." Publishers Weekly"A satisfyingly complex and multilayered novel . . . A wonderfully told and compelling story from a writer who's in complete control – as is her heroine – from start to finish. We'll feel cheated if there aren't more Jeri Howard books to come." The Denver Post."An auspicious debut." New York Daily News"Dawson writes believable dialogue, creates quickly realized and appealing characters and has a particularly nice atmospheric touch." San Francisco ExaminerKindred Crimes - Winner, St. Martin's Press/Private Eye Writers of America contest for Best First Private Eye Novel. Shamus, Anthony and Macavity award nominee.Renee Foster left her toddler son with her mother-in-law, cleaned out the joint bank account – and vanished. Now her husband wants Oakland private investigator Jeri Howard to find his wife, though it looks like she doesn't want to be...

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Private investigator Jeri Howard is on vacation in New Orleans when a friend asks a favor: her sister Laurette has disappeared with a boyfriend, and Jeri's trip turns into a case. Slade, a mercurial musician, tends to strike out when thwarted, sometimes leading to deadly consequences. Jeri's investigation takes her from French Quarter clubs to workaday NOLA, then back to California, into jeopardy—and an explosive conclusion.

"Dawson's suspenseful story builds momentum like an ocean wave. Readers are advised to dive right in." Publishers Weekly “Mother/daughter feuds, family solidarity, an ecological mystery: Dawson blends these familiar ingredients with a chef’s élan.” Kirkus Reviews Even private eyes take vacations. So Jeri Howard heads for Monterey for some much-needed rest and relaxation. Some vacation. Some sicko is mutilating pelicans. Her mother’s fancy restaurant is being sabotaged. And Jeri's cousin Bobby is the number one suspect when his girlfriend’s body washes ashore on the rocks near Big Sur. It’s never a good idea to turn your back on the ocean.

P.I. Jeri Howard Searches for a lost child of the streets.

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December 23, 1952. A transcontinental train is stopped cold by a rockslide in a remote Colorado canyon. There's a murderer aboard, one who has already killed, and will kill again unless stopped. The California Zephyr, with its run from Oakland to Chicago and back, was famous for its Vista-Domes, which provided a 360-degree view of spectacular Western scenery. It was a kind of small city populated by passengers from all walks of life and a large crew whose duty it was to keep them safe. Zephyrette Jill McLeod is the passengers' primary point of contact. She's armed for any emergency with a first-aid kit, a screwdriver, and her knowledge of human nature. But can she figure out a ruthless killer's clever plot in time?

A Jeri Howard Mystery