Lena Madadhi is desperate, a middle-aged arts teacher in Los Angeles whose teen daughter has been abducted. When seeking help from a private investigator, Joe Delancey, she finds he is out on a case at a Central Valley truck stop, deep undercover among truckers, prostitutes and nomads—entrenched in a doomsday sect called Gallows Dome. The further Lena digs to find Joe, the deeper she submerges into The Dome’s hellscape, spiraling closer toward her daughter’s whereabouts than she could ever imagine. An unflinching look at the dark side of family and faith, Nolan Knight’s Gallows Dome tackles a current American landscape whose thoughts and prayers help flap its flags at half-mast—teetering on the brink of total collapse. Critical Acclaim for Gallows Dome: “Poet Vincente Huidobro said that the writer’s job is quite simple: Invent new worlds and be careful what you say. That’s exactly what Nolan Knight does, and does wonderfully.” —James Sallis, author of Drive and Sarah Jane “This no-holds-barred noir from a writer to watch will grab readers’ attention, and regardless of the graphically described violence, it’s fun.” —Library Journal “Forget the glitz and glam of Hollywood, Knight gives us a ride in the real California crime machine rolling beyond the freeway off ramps.” —Tom Pitts, author of Coldwater and Hustle “Beyond Knight’s mastery of setting are his characters, as he draws complicated heroes & villains—fathers, mothers & misfits alike—that feel absolutely heartachingly real. Gallows Dome is pure, uncut L.A. crime.” —Peter Farris, author of Last Call for the Living and The Devil Himself “There are many superb elements here, but Knight’s voice is what makes Gallows Dome wildly entertaining and memorable. He offers fast, snappy prose with a level of punchy, slangy dialogue that dances between the brilliant and the ridiculous. The gripping and entertaining tale Knight splashes on the page here is definitely worth the ride.” —CrimeFictionCritic.com “If you like your writing with dirt under its nails, then let me introduce you to Nolan Knight...your new favorite writer.” —Tony O’Neill, author of Sick City, Digging the Vein and Down and Out on Murder Mile “If Hubert Selby slipped off the grid and was writing bad checks from Forgotten, California—it would sound like this thrilling book: boozy, hallucinatory, volatile. Knight has a wild, degenerate charm on the line level that brings its own doomsday.” —Joshua Mohr, author of Model Citizen and All This Life “Intoxicating and rattling, Gallows Dome is a raw nerved journey into a subterranean realm where a determined woman out of her depth must prevail or perish all hope.” —Gary Phillips, author of One-Shot Harry “Compulsively readable, Gallows Dome will leave you gasping for breath.” ––Patrick H. Moore, author of 27 Days “Gallows Dome is an atmospheric, contemporary, gritty noir tale replete with damsels in distress, a down and out detective, a hoedown, a showdown, an angel, and the devil incarnate—what more could you ask for? Kudos to Nolan Knight.” —Steven Max Russo, acclaimed author of Thieves and The Dead Don’t Sleep “Nolan Knight's Gallows Dome has it all. Missing children, desperate parents, drug dealers, psycho killers, private investigators, cult members, truck stop cuties, you name it. There’s so much here it's like getting two books for the price of one.” —Tim O'Mara, author of the Raymond Donne series “This noir thriller drops you into a hellish world of drugs, desperation, and deranged cultism. You will be riveted to the fiery end.” —Mark Troy, author of the Ava Rome private detective series “From perfectly pitched conversation to funky dives to cultish sadism…there's true madness here, and a Gothic-level shock of recognition.” —Jay Gertzman, author of Pulp According to David Goodis and Beyond Twisted Sorrow

One night, helping out a friend, Jake Micallef does a little breaking-and-entering and stumbles upon a plot to assassinate his estranged brother, who just happens to be the Mayor of New York City. As Jake wrestles with that bombshell, another one walks straight into his life: Marcie Yates. Marcie eerily resembles Jake’s old girlfriend, the woman who helped his brother tear his world apart. Jake desperately latches onto Marcie, hoping she can fix his shattered life, and allow him to let go of all that hate and forgive his brother. But when thugs kidnap Marcie to keep Jake from interfering in the assassination plot, he has no choice but to track down the conspirators, only to discover he’s fallen right into their trap. In the end, Jake must risk everything to save Marcie and stop the bullet headed for his brother.

Backed with campaign funds from the owner of the local strip club, ex-state trooper and recovering alcoholic Henry Malone’s running for sheriff. But because he can’t say no to a bad idea, he also agrees to look for a pregnant woman’s missing ex-con boyfriend. With his well-armed AA sponsor Woody in tow, Henry’s search for the boyfriend soon connects with a homicide investigation run by Lt. Jackie Hall—probably the last cop in West Virginia who still likes Henry. A violent confrontation leaves Jackie near-death and Henry determined to find justice. Except vengeance isn’t simple for Henry, especially when an old enemy appears out of nowhere, more bodies stack up, and a series of betrayals and double crosses climax with a morning assault on a farm house that pits Henry and Woody against a deadly band of criminals with nothing to lose. Critical Acclaim for Because the Night: “Henry Malone deserves to be up there with Matt Scudder and Harry Hole among our best, funniest, toughest detectives, and James D. F. Hannah is among our best chroniclers of America’s sketchy underside.” —Nick Kolakowski, author of Love & Bullets and Boise Longpig Hunting Club “James D.F. Hannah delivers another dose of heart, humor, and haymakers to the Henry Malone series with Because the Night, leaving us clawing at the pages, and proving why he’s one of the best writers working today.” —Eryk Pruitt, author of Something Bad Wrong “Private eye Henry Malone is a worthy descendant of both Robert B. Parker’s Spenser and Elmore Leonard’s Raylan Givens, and he carries on the family tradition in style in Because the Night. James D.F. Hannah delivers a backwoods barroom brawl of a novel that will leave you bloodied and ready for more.” —Scott Von Doviak, author of Lowdown Road and Charlesgate Confidential “James D.F. Hannah solidified himself among the greats of mystery fiction long ago. With Because the Night he sets himself apart. It’s a well written page turner reminiscent of Dave Robicheaux but has a smart-assery that will keep you laughing.” —Mark Westmoreland, author of A Violent Gospel and A Mourning Song “Quick-witted and light on its feet. If Ace Atkins and Chris Offutt had a child it would be James D.F. Hannah.” —Colin Campbell, acclaimed author of the Jim Grant thrillers “Hannah is the redneck Raymond Chandler. He needs to clear room on the shelf where he keeps his Shamus awards if this is the level he intends to maintain.” —Dana King, two time Shamus Award nominee for his Nick Forte Novels, and author of the Penns River series “Brilliantly violent, some of that violence internal, the story blasts its way to a climax that destroys multiple lives, one riveting page after another.” —Rob Pierce, author of Snake Slayer and The Uncle Dust Trilogy “Henry Malone’s beat is the dark country roads, literally and metaphorically, of rural West Virginia. He meets trouble head-on, literally and metaphorically, in James D. F. Hannah’s Because the Night. Henry teams up again with Woody, his heavily armed sidekick. Bullets fly. The dialogue crackles. Hannah’s plot is gripping and fast paced. His prose evokes Chandler and Parker. He honors the private eye genre by expanding its frontier and creating an unforgettable detective you will want to follow down the darkest of country roads.” —Mark Troy, author of Splintered Loyalty, an Ava Rome mystery “In Because the Night, James Hannah has brewed the perfect pot of West Virginia action, humor, sarcasm, lust, violence, and rat-a-tat dialogue. His colorful characters pop off the page, so thank goodness Henry Malone is back, because someone’s gotta protect and suffer for the sins of the rest of us.” —Charles Salzberg, multiple Shamus Award-nominated author

Diamond. One name for a woman who is faking it until she makes it. And she will make it. At least that’s what she’s telling herself. Dr. Robin Ransom is a therapist to first responders, cops, and spies. She has a problem. She is being blackmailed via email by a nameless, faceless crook. Her neighbor Murali Devi, is an IT wizard who said he’d take care of the problem for her. Now he’s dead. And there’s a hot British guy after her for information she swears she doesn’t have. Before Diamond was a widow, she was a CIA agent with lethal skills. Skills she nearly used on herself. An intervention puts her on Dr. Ransom’s couch and squarely in the middle of a high-stakes game of blackmail, kidnapping, and murder. From a video gaming Beastmaster in Michigan, to a suicide bomber in Virginia, to a psychiatric conference in the south of France, Diamond jumps in with her usual flair for chaos and destruction. But Fate isn’t satisfied, pushing Diamond into a position where it is either her or the person she cares for most. Critical Acclaim for PSYCHO THERAPY: “A fun addition to Wolff's Diamond series. Fast-paced and chock-full of enough hard-boiled humor to make Raymond Chandler jealous. With a chapter title like ‘Naked Man Surfing and Other Odd Hobbies’ and a line like ‘Being dead isn't as much fun as I thought it would be’—how can a reader go wrong?” —Michael Bruce Blackwell, author of Wildlife on the Serengeti “Salty, sarcastic, tough as they come, Diamond is a woman you want by your side, not in your rearview mirror. TG Wolff proves she is on top of her game with her latest Diamond Mystery.” —Stephen Burdick, author of Yesterday Rising and The Gray Detective

Gary Chance is an ex-Australian army driver and nightclub bouncer turned professional thief and in need of a job. An offer comes from a former employer, once notorious Melbourne social identity, now aging owner of a failing S&M club, Vera Leigh. A shadowy real estate developer is trying to squeeze Leigh out of a rapidly gentrifying city. But she has a rescue plan that involves one of Australia’s biggest heists, Melbourne’s Great Bookie Robbery. On April 21, 1976, a well organised gang stole as much as three million dollars, a fortune at the time, from a Melbourne bookmakers club. The money was never recovered. No one was ever charged. And everyone associated with the crime has since died, either by natural causes or violently. Leigh maintains that money was not the only thing stolen that day. So was a stash of uncut South African diamonds. And she wants Chance’s help to retrieve them. Problem is, they are not the only ones looking. The heist always goes wrong and the consequences, even half a century later, can be deadly. Critical Acclaim for Orphan Road: “Orphan Road is a breakneck tale of robbery and vengeance, as lyrical and gritty as a Bad Seeds tune. Superb.” —Sam Wiebe, award-winning author of Sunset and Jericho and Invisible Dead “Orphan Road hits Mr Inbetween levels of brilliance. Stylish writing and whip-smart dialogue, this is noir done right.” —David Whish-Wilson, author of Line of Sight and The Sawdust House “I have been waiting for another Gary Chance book. Orphan Road is grimy, twisty and fast. Absolutely worth the wait.” —Iain Ryan, author of Four Days and The Student “A multi-continental heist romp, Nette’s Orphan Road is in direct lineage with Westlake/Stark’s Parker series and Thompson’s The Getaway. Filled with pulpy goodness, this crime caper scratches your thieving itch. For fans of Barry Gifford’s Black Lizard catalog, this one’s a guaranteed delight.” —Nolan Knight, author of The Neon Lights Are Veins and Gallows Dome “Some people will do anything for money…or in this case diamonds. Gary Chance is one of those people and in Orphan Road, Andrew Nette gifts us with a good, old-fashioned hard-boiled thriller that moves at a machine-gun-like pace leaving the reader gasping for air.” —Charles Salzberg, multiple Shamus Award-nominated author