Resultados para "Enigma" en Misterios moderados

With the thunder and lightning outside increasing in ferocity, Charles read and re-read the words. Like his name on the envelope, the words of the message within had also been typed - this communication contained no actual handwriting whatsoever. At length, Charles allowed his hand to fall to his lap, the message still held between his fingers. Had there been anyone else present in the room, the words would now have been visible to all. The message read: "We know your secret".

Elvis is alive - and he's missing! Except he's not exactly Elvis. And he's not alive...in the traditional sense. But the man with a personal connection to the King and currently known as Patrick is definitely missing. Mallory won't let the confusing nature of Patrick's background stop her from investigating, not when there's a mystery to solve. And who better to crack a case involving the weird and wondrous than the best (and hungriest) sleuthing vamp around?

A book release party at a local bookstore is interrupted by the arrival of a police officer announcing a man was murdered on Bowen Island, located fewer than two miles from Chris Landrum’s adopted home on Folly Beach, South Carolina. Even before the identity of the victim is known, the retired bureaucrat’s best friend and self-proclaimed private detective Charles Fowler decides it’s their responsibility to catch the killer.

Chris Landrum answers an early morning call and the first words he hears from his best friend Charles Fowler are, “Called the police chief yet?” The retiree didn’t have to be a psychic to know nothing good was coming next. He learns that an acquaintance on his adopted island of Folly Beach, South Carolina, has been murdered and according to the police, suspects are nowhere to be found, which, of course, leads Charles, a self-proclaimed private detective, to declare that it was up to Chris and him to solve the crime.

Chris Landrum’s least favorite holiday was rapidly approaching, and his wish was that Halloween would slip away like a phantom disappearing into the fog. The retired bureaucrat’s hopes were shattered when a man walking within inches of him was gunned down. Chris then learns the dead man was on Folly for a conference of psychics, mediums, witches, palm readers, and others with paranormal powers.

A peaceful kayak trip through the marsh suddenly turns terrifying for Chris Landrum and his friend, Charles Fowler, when a single-engine airplane plummets toward their watercraft. After coming inches from certain death, the kayakers’ heroic efforts save two of the plane’s occupants but failed to save the other two passengers. Learning the pilot had been poisoned and three of the plane’s passengers live on Folly Beach, site of Chris and Charles’s retirement homes, Charles, the self-proclaimed private detective, decides it’s up to the two retirees to catch the killer.

A pleasant walk along the coast on Folly Beach, South Carolina, thrusts retiree Chris Landrum and his friend Charles Fowler into investigating a death that police are convinced was an unfortunate accident. Their resolve to continue sticking their noses where according to the police they have no business being was strengthened when a second person dies—the second death of a member of the small crew building a beachfront home.

With Halloween rapidly approaching, retired bureaucrat Chris Landrum would like nothing more than for his least favorite holiday to skip his adopted hometown of Folly Beach, South Carolina. The hopes of a quiet October drifts away on the tide when Chris’ friend Charles Fowler stumbles upon the dead body of a curiously dressed woman with a hatchet firmly placed in her back.

There were numerous better ways for retiree Chris Landrum to begin his day than to listen to a traumatized friend Virgil DeBonnet telling him how he found a body with a knife sticking out his back, floating in a small boat less than a half mile from Chris's cottage.

Halloween is traditionally filled with ghosts, goblins, and ghouls but this year the holiday brings something more sinister to the small South Carolina barrier island of Folly Beach. The popular fall holiday has never been a favorite of retired bureaucrat Chris Landrum but that didn’t stop his friend Charles Fowler from convincing him to tour a haunted house sponsored by a local charity. In addition to being faced with the scary scenes that appear in most haunted houses, they stumble across a dead body—a real dead body.

An early-morning phone call from a friend asking Chris Landrum if he’d heard anything about a skeleton discovered on Mosquito Beach, an African American enclave fewer than a handful of miles from Chris’ home on Folly Beach, South Carolina, soon embroils Chris and a few of his friends into trying to solve a mystery dating back 60 plus years. Chris and Charles, his friend and self-proclaimed private detective, quest for answers takes on life or death proportions when two more of Chris’s acquaintances are killed, and his friend Al Washington is next in the killer’s sights.

Christmas on South Carolina’s Folly Beach is a time for festivities, families, friendship, fellowship, and reflection. When a fire ruled intentionally set leaves residents of five apartments homeless days before the holiday, retired bureaucrat Chris Landrum and his friend Charles Fowler take it upon themselves to not only make sure the displaced residents have somewhere to live but are determined to learn who was responsible for the massive conflagration.

Chris Landrum is dragged out of peaceful retirement when the theft of a priceless, hand-carved figurine from a church’s nativity scene threatens to suck the spirit of Christmas out of Folly Beach. If that's not bad enough, pieces of valuable jewelry and surfboards are stolen off homeowners’ porches on the small, South Carolina island located in the shadows of historic Charleston.