Ella Lewis is dead. Someone must pay. "I loved Ella. Now she's a corpse, cooling off in the morgue with a noose-shaped bruise around her neck. The cops say it's suicide. It wasn't suicide. I don't know who killed her, and I don't know why. But I'm going to find out, no matter what it takes. And when I'm face-to-face with the man who broke my world, I'm going to break him." In this tough-as-nails noir crime novel set in Auckland's dark underbelly, 17-year-old Jack "Spade" Miller must traverse a web of violence, love, and illicit sex in his search for justice. Only one thing is guaranteed: no one is walking away unscathed.

'Spencer's latest is her best: an ingenious puzzle that goes straight to the heart' - Kirkus Starred Review A miscarriage of justice for DCI Woodend Though it is thirty years since Margaret Dodds was tried and executed for the brutal murder of her second husband, many troubling questions raised during the trial are still left unanswered. Why would she choose to commit the crime in such a way that the finger of suspicion would almost inevitably point at her? Why did she insist, even when all hope of reprieve had gone, that she was not guilty? Her daughter, an influential lawyer, wants her name cleared. The investigating officer, now a powerful politician with a seat in the House of Lords, is determined to ensure that the verdict stands. And Chief Inspector Charlie Woodend, charged with stripping away three decades of lies and deceit, finds that - once again - his superiors have presented him with a poisoned chalice.

Volume contains: 198 NY 553 (People v. Fornaro) 198 NY 166 (People v. Coleman) 198 NY 557 (Walsh v. Bingham) 198 NY 238 (Peo ex rel Fifth Ave. Building Co. v. Williams) 198 NY 110 (Peo ex rel Scharff v. Frost)

A FAMILIAR STRANGER Jesse Calder had left Abby Martin waiting under the old cottonwood tree with a promise to return…. That had been five years ago. Now, a horrific accident, lies and secrets stood between them, but when Jesse had the chance to work at Abby’s ranch again, he took it. Yes, she was a widow and a mother, and not quite as forgiving as he’d hoped, but time had changed him, too. He simply could not ignore the spark inside that yearned to reignite the heat between them. Or forget that Abby’s little girl had eyes an all-too-familiar shade of Calder blue….