Mystery Novels Prints

"Unbelievable! It looks like they've both been killed by the same stone?"

"I couldn't finish that book either."

'This looks like the work of a surreal killer.'

"It's a blood curdling novel about the brutal murder of a publisher who rejected a book about the brutal murder of a publisher..."

It was my story. A murder mystery. A who-done-it-and-got-away-with-it-until-he-wrote-about-it.

Secret Service, sign saying: 'You could be here.'

"I want you to want to help bury the evidence."

"He was murdered with one of the rejection slips he sent."

Man sees book flying in the Mystery section.

Spy Hole -"...slightly to the left so I can see you're head"

'There wasn't time to do it by the book. I did it by the front inside flap of the dust jacket.'

"C'mon - drink up Dr. Watson. . . don't you have a Holmes to go to?"

"As soon as those rug samples come back from the lab I want to get them over to my decorator."

Illustration for 'The Notting Hill Mystery'. (woman pulled out of the river).

"Either we spend millions on new technology to erase each agent's memory following a sensitive assignment, or we just start hiring people over fifty."

"But Holmes, how could you possibly know the killer went through here?"

"It's the grisly story of the brutal murder of a publisher who rejected a brilliant novel about the brutal murder of a publisher who..."

'Who was the murderer? Well Watson, that's the killer question.'

"Hey neighbour - you do know the bin-bags go out on Thursday...??"

'We don't have to go on any quiz show. We're millionaires!'

"Missing"

'Kerrigan, see what you can get out of these witnesses.'

'The police is looking for a teenager who reads books... I bet they'll never solve this case!'

Burglar breaking a safe.

Pipe dreams!

"I shouldn't be telling you, but the artist's real name is J. K. Rowling."

"All we know is it happened between the hours of 9 A.M. and 4 P.M."

"You’re trying to take credit for one of mine."

Subway Thrillers

Man in the Ceiling

"I guess we didn't know the Muffin man after all."

"When I found him he was already at room temperature."

"O.K., Bill... a woman in perfect health, she meets you on a Monday and her heart stands still… that's your story?"

"Prepare yourself for a shock. The birth records reveal you have a twin brother."

"No, I don't mind if you peek,' said the mystery writer to the next victim.