#1247: The Frightened Stiff (1942) by Kelley Roos

Frightened Stiff

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“I stood staring about the room, and the first disadvantage of living in a basement apartment occurred to me.  Jumping from a window would bring no release”. The much-missed Rue Morgue Press reprinted only four Jeff and Haila Troy novels from husband-and-wife team Kelley Roos. The Frightened Stiff (1942), the third, opens magnificently and wastes barely a word right up to THE END, so let me say this now: someone needs to reprint this series. Not a few selected titles as we’d likely get from the (excellent) American Mystery Classics range, but the whole kit and caboodle. Sure, some will be better than others, but I refuse to believe that they don’t deserve rediscovery.

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#1170: The Big Midget Murders (1942) by Craig Rice

Big Midget Murders

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Though Jay Otto is “less than three feet high…his proportions were almost exactly the same as those of a full-sized man; his head was not too large for his body; his arms and legs were proportionately the right length”.  The man is also a gifted mime, proving quite the hit at the opening night of Jake Justus’s new nightclub, the Casino. Which means it’s a blow for Jay and Jake alike when this “big midget” is found hanged in the wardrobe in his dressing room from a rope made of eleven mismatched stockings. And it’s even more of a blow for Jake, his wife Helene, and their lawyer friend John J. Malone when Jay’s body vanishes after they hide it to protect the reputation of the night spot.

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#1169: A Little Help for My Friends – Finding a Modern Locked Room Mystery for TomCat Attempt #22: Murder by Candlelight (2024) by Faith Martin

I really rather enjoyed Faith Martin’s impossible crime novel The Castle Mystery (2019) when I read it back in 2019, so stumbling over a new hardback by her at my local library — and learning that Murder by Candlelight (2024) features a murdered body discovered in a sealed room — was a very pleasant surprise.

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#1009: The Right Murder (1941) by Craig Rice

Right Murder

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“Now you take this guy who was killed New Year’s Eve. If he was gonna be killed, why couldn’t he have had his passport on him, or a driver’s license, or even a calling card? No. Not a damn thing. So I have to go to all the trouble of finding out who he was. When I do find out, then what? More trouble.” Homicide Captain Daniel von Flanagan has a point, as there’s also the matter of the dead man staggering into a bar where lawyer John J. Malone was drowning his sorrows and croaking out “Malone!” before expiring on the floor, added to Malone’s insistence that he’d never seen the man before. And what of the key numbered 114 the man slipped to Malone…a key that was apparently stolen from the lawyer only moments later?

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