Новинки Бенджамина Стивенсона

There are quite a few differences between an Australian Christmas and the stereotypical Northern Hemisphere fare.

For one, we don’t get snow. And, in my specific experience, there tend to be more murders.
Which brings us here.

After having solved two relatively high-profile murders, my third case begins when a body drops dead at my feet during a Christmas pageant.

I’m writing this all out on Christmas Eve, and honestly, this whole thing’s an advent calendar. 23 clues and a killer, because the best chocolate’s always behind door number 24.

But getting there won’t be easy. Because this Christmas, everyone has a motive. So it’s not a matter of who wanted the victim dead – but who got there first…

When the Australian Mystery Writers’ Society invited me to their crime-writing festival aboard the Ghan, the famous train between Darwin and Adelaide, I was hoping for some inspiration for my second book. Fiction, this time: I needed a break from real people killing each other. Obviously, that didn’t pan out. The program is a who’s who of crime writing royalty: the debut writer (me!) the forensic science writer the blockbuster writer the legal thriller writer the literary writer the psychological suspense writer But when one of us is murdered, the remaining authors quickly turn into five detectives. Together, we…

When the Australian Mystery Writers’ Society invited me to their crime-writing festival aboard the Ghan, the famous train between Darwin and Adelaide, I was hoping for some inspiration for my second book. Fiction, this time: I needed a break from real people killing each other. Obviously, that didn’t pan out.

The program is a who’s who of crime writing royalty:

the debut writer (me!)

the forensic science writer

the blockbuster writer

the legal thriller writer

the literary writer

the psychological suspense writer

But when one of us is murdered, the remaining authors quickly turn into five detectives. Together, we should know how to solve a crime.

Of course, we should also know how to commit one.

How can you find a killer when all the suspects know how to get away with murder?

When the Australian Mystery Writers’ Society invited me to their crime-writing festival aboard the Ghan, the famous train between Darwin and Adelaide, I was hoping for some inspiration for my second book. Fiction, this time: I needed a break from real people killing each other. Obviously, that didn’t pan out.

The program is a who’s who of crime-writing royalty:

the debut writer (me!)
the forensic science writer
the blockbuster writer
the legal thriller writer
the literary writer
the psychological suspense writer.

But when one of us is murdered, six authors quickly turn into five detectives. Together, we should know how to solve a crime.

Or commit one.

How can you find a killer when all the suspects know how to get away with murder?

Кров, серійний убивця на прізвисько Чорний Язик, 267 тисяч доларів та чесна гра… Ернест Каннінґем, а також усі члени його родини когось убили, і дехто навіть не один раз. Навіщо? Так склалися життєві обставини, про які Каннінґем детально розповість, розплутуючи чергове вбивство. Річ у тім, що під час сімейного возз’єднання на гірськолижному курорті Каннінґеми знаходять у снігу замерзле тіло з почорнілим обличчям. Убивцею може бути кожен. Але хто? Оповідач, як і обіцяє на початку роману, дотримується «Десяти заповідей детективного роману» Рональда Нокса. Тож уважно прочитайте їх, якщо маєте намір встановити особу вбивці, перш ніж Ернест…

Каждый в семье Каннингем кого-нибудь да убил, а некоторые — даже не один раз. Убил ли кого-нибудь Эрнест Каннингем, главный герой книги? Да. Конечно. На затерянном в горах лыжном курорте семья Каннингем собирается в полном составе, чтобы встретить вышедшего из тюрьмы Майкла, попавшего туда из-за показаний, которые дал его родной брат Эрнест. И когда в снегу находят тело убитого человека, подозрение, естественно, падает на Майкла. И Эрнест, чтобы избавиться от чувства вины, принимается за расследование… Однако по мере появления новых трупов его начинают терзать сомнения. А что, если кто-то другой из их преступной семейки решил вспомнить…

Everyone in my family has killed someone. Some of us, the high achievers, have killed more than once. I'm not trying to be dramatic, but it is the truth. Some of us are good, others are bad, and some just unfortunate. I'm Ernest Cunningham. Call me Ern or Ernie. I wish I'd killed whoever decided our family reunion should be at a ski resort, but it's a little more complicated than that. Have I killed someone? Yes. I have. Who was it? Let's get started. EVERYONE IN MY FAMILY HAS KILLED SOMEONE My brother My stepsister My wife My father My mother My sister-in-law My uncle My stepfather My aunt Me

I was dreading the Cunningham family reunion even before the first murder. Before the storm stranded us at the mountain resort. The thing is, us Cunninghams don't really get along. We've only got one thing in common: we've all killed someone. My brother, my step-sister, my wife, my father, my mother, my sister-in-law, my uncle, my step-father, my aunt. Even me. When they find the first body in the snow, it's clear that only a Cunningham could have committed the crime - and it's up to me to prove it. There are plenty of killers in my family. But only one murderer . . .

Каждый в семье Каннингем кого-нибудь да убил, а некоторые — даже не один раз. Убил ли кого-нибудь Эрнест Каннингем, главный герой книги? Да. Конечно. На затерянном в горах лыжном курорте семья Каннингем собирается в полном составе, чтобы встретить вышедшего из тюрьмы Майкла, попавшего туда из-за показаний, которые дал его родной брат Эрнест. И когда в снегу находят тело убитого человека, подозрение, естественно, падает на Майкла. И Эрнест, чтобы избавиться от чувства вины, принимается за расследование… Однако по мере появления новых трупов его начинают терзать сомнения. А что, если кто-то другой из их преступной семейки решил вспомнить…

Agatha Christie and Arthur Conan Doyle meet Knives Out and The Thursday Murder Club in this fiendishly clever blend of classic and modern murder mystery. I was dreading the Cunningham family reunion even before the first murder. Before the storm stranded us at the mountain resort, snow and bodies piling up. The thing is, us Cunninghams don't really get along. We've only got one thing in common- we've all killed someone. My brother. My step-sister My wife My father My mother My sister-in-law My uncle My stepfather My aunt Me

Каждый в семье Каннингем кого-нибудь да убил, а некоторые — даже не один раз. Убил ли кого-нибудь Эрнест Каннингем, главный герой книги? Да. Конечно. На затерянном в горах лыжном курорте семья Каннингем собирается в полном составе, чтобы встретить вышедшего из тюрьмы Майкла, попавшего туда из-за показаний, которые дал его родной брат Эрнест. И когда в снегу находят тело убитого человека, подозрение, естественно, падает на Майкла. И Эрнест, чтобы избавиться от чувства вины, принимается за расследование… Однако по мере появления новых трупов его начинают терзать сомнения. А что, если кто-то другой из их преступной семейки решил вспомнить…

An electrifying thriller with a mind-bending premise: One million viewers witness a popular TV presenter commit suicide live on air - yet his twin brother is convinced it was murder.

How can it be murder when the victim pulled the trigger?

At 9.01 pm, TV presenter Sam Midford delivers the monologue for his popular current affairs show Mr Midnight. He seems nervous and the crew are convinced he’s about to propose to his girlfriend live on air.

Instead, he pulls out a gun and shoots himself in the head.

Sam’s grief-stricken brother Harry is convinced his brother was murdered. But how can that be, when one million viewers witnessed Sam pull the trigger?

Only Jack Quick, a disgraced television producer in the last days of a prison sentence, is desperate enough to take Harry’s money to investigate.

But as Jack starts digging, he finds a mystery more complex than he first assumed. And if he’s not careful, he'll find out first-hand that there’s more than one way to kill someone . . .

Eliza Dacey was murdered in cold blood.

Four years later, the world watched it unfold again on screen.

Producer Jack Quick knows how to frame a story. So says Curtis Wade, the subject of Jack’s new true crime docuseries, convicted of a young woman’s murder four years prior. In the eyes of Jack’s viewers, flimsy evidence and police bias influenced the final verdict…even though, off screen, Jack himself has his doubts.

But when the series finale is wildly successful, a retrial sees Curtis walk free. And then another victim turns up dead.

To set things right, Jack goes back to the sleepy vineyard town where it all began, bent on discovering what really happened. Because behind the many stories he tells, the truth is Jack’s last chance. He may have sprung a killer from jail, but he’s also the one that can send him back.

Four years ago Eliza Dacey was brutally murdered. Within hours, her killer was caught. Wasn’t he? So reads the opening titles of Jack Quick’s new true-crime documentary. A skilled producer, Jack knows that the bigger the conspiracy, the higher the ratings. Curtis Wade, convicted of Eliza’s murder on circumstantial evidence and victim of a biased police force, is the perfect subject. Millions of viewers agree. Just before the finale, Jack uncovers a minor detail that may prove Curtis guilty after all. Convinced it will ruin his show, Jack disposes of the evidence and delivers the finale unedited: proposing that Curtis is…