Campbell, Robert

The Junkyard Dog (Jimmy Flannery Mysteries (Paperback))

Hip-deep in Alligators

In La-LA Land We Trust

When a head without a body turns up in a lake near New Orleans, the locals write it off as another prank. But when a body without a head falls out of a station wagon in Los Angeles, folks sit up and take notice. Child porn, snuff films, and drunken TV stars in BMW's - that's what makes the L.A. world go 'round, whether you like it or not. And when orders come down from the top L.A.P.D. echelons to let a drunk-driving actor (but not hi sexy girlfriend) off the hook, and to call the corpse a special effects dummy, the cops definitely don't like it.

Enter Whistler, a private eye given to philosophical ruminations in seedy coffee shops. Whistler hates to see beautiful blondes in trouble as much as he hates to see this sort of garbage covered up - he's afraid he might step in it one day. Once he rips the lid off, though, he may question just how much it's good to know.

The 600-Pound Gorilla (Signet)

The Lion's Share (Jimmy Flannery Mysteries)

The Cat's Meow

Alice in La-La Land

Nell Twelvetrees thinks her soon to be ex-husband Roger, a famous talk-show host, is aiming to have her killed and hires P.I. Whistler to be her bodyguard. Beautiful, blonde, rich and classy, she is a mystery that keeps unfolding, luring Whistler deeper and deeper into trouble. For beneath the smiling face of Roger Twelvetrees there hides a sadistic psychopath for whom lust and violence are one.

Yet nothing in La-La Land is what it seems, for behind the facades of the rich and glamorous lie corruption and depravity. And in the darkness of the twisted mean streets lurks the mysterious Alice...Alice who is spinning an intricate web around Twelvetrees to settle an old score.

Nibbled to Death by Ducks

The Wizard of La-La Land

At the corner of Hollywood and Vine, the news walked straight through the doors of Gentry's Coffee Shop and sat down at Whistler's table. The facts: a boy named Kenny Gotch, a.k.a. Harriet LaRue, was dead, leaving behind a clue to a murder Whistler would rather forget. Whistler once worked alongside police detective Isaac Canaan, searching for whoever stole and mutilated Canaan's little niece and left her body draped over a tombstone in Hollywood Cemetery. Now Whistler sees a chance to solve the crime that still plagues Canaan's soul.

Few know more about Kenny than that he favored purple dresses and rhinestone shoes. His phone was on auto-dial to a boy called Pooch, a professor who looks like Howdy-Doody, and a child-snatching Satanist, but not to Mary Bucket, the pretty nurse who was there when Kenny died...and who has what it takes to put Whistler under her spell. Yet once Canaan himself starts following Kenny's trail of dangerous connections, nothing can keep Whistler from shadowing his progress through a nether world of glittering lies and faded promise, where the only thing that can't be bought is hype.

Sweet La-La Land

P.I. Whistler dreams of a lost love who suddenly appears on the boulevard with her feet in the prints left by Myrna Loy. Her name is Faye. Fifteen years before, she's left Whistler for a hillbilly by the name of Inch Younger. But Younger was convicted in a notorious satanic murder case, leaving Faye pregnant and alone. She's found her own private skid row and dumped the child.

The pain of her betrayal haunts her. Listening, Whistler starts dreaming again, about lost love reclaimed, a boy found, perhaps a nice little house for them all. So he promises Faye he'll find her boy. Meanwhile, Inch has been paroled, seeking recompense - or even revenge.

Shot through with the American dream of instant fame and money, Campbell combines a gripping crime investigation with his own satanic vision of L.A.