When a down-on-his-luck Vietnam veteran is bludgeoned and stabbed to death in his campsite close to a railroad crossing, Detective Sergeant Bill Palmini has a gut feeling that this is just the tip of the iceberg. Taking command, he swiftly embeds a trusted informant into the shadowy subculture of rail hoppers. What the veteran cop doesn't know, however, is that the murderer is already thousands of miles away and the brutal killing is just one of scores, possibly hundreds, he has committed. Following the killer's bloody trail of death and terror over an eightmonth period, Palmini learns of a violent, predatory pack of criminals: the FTRA. Freight Train Riders of America. This drug-fueled, counter-culture gang from hell lives by a vicious code of robbery, rape and murder on the rails'and Palmini's prey is one of its most feared members. The killer, Robert Silveria, is captured and Palmini begins to interrogate him. A strange, inexplicable bond forms between them. As the relationship deepens, Silveria confesses to a fourteen-year killing spree and murders in twenty eight states. At his trial, the serial killer is sentenced to life in prison and Palmini continues working with the FBI and other law enforcement groups to crack down on the vicious FTRA gang and make the nation's rails safer for all of us.

The Gory Stories Behind The Murder Ballads Cheerfully vulgar, revelling in gore, and always with an eye on the main chance, murder ballads are tabloid newspapers set to music, carrying word of the latest ‘orrible murders to an insatiable public. Victims are bludgeoned, stabbed or shot in every verse and killers often hanged, but the songs themselves never die. Instead, they mutate – morphing to suit local place names as they criss cross the Atlantic and continue to fascinate each generation’s biggest musical stars. Paul Slade traces this fascinating genre’s history through eight of its greatest songs. Stagger Lee’s “biographers” alone include Duke Ellington, James Brown, Bob Dylan, Dr John, The Clash and Nick Cave. No two tell his story in quite the same way. Covering eight classic murder ballads, including “Knoxville Girl”, “Tom Dooley” and “Frankie & Johnny”, Slade investigates the real-life murder which inspired each song and traces its musical development down the decades. Billy Bragg, The Bad Seeds’ Mick Harvey, Laura Cantrell, Rennie Sparks of The Handsome Family and a host of other leading musicians add their own insights.

Prize-winning English crime historian Jonathan Goodman visited a number of cities where notorious murders occurred as he embarked on a 6000-mile train trip across the United States. As a true crime book, Tracks to Murder is witty and informative and enriches the classic American murder cases by placing them within their original settings. As a travel book, it presents the seasoned reflections of a cultivated English writer on American manners and morals observed during his transcontinental journey.

Two Arkansas teenagers are run over by a train. The state medical examiner rules they smoked themselves into "a marijuana-induced stupor" before lying down, side by side on the tracks. He rules the deaths accidental. Case closed. Except that when the parents of one get the bodies exhumed, new autopsies point to murder. That launches the mom of one of the boys on a journey that will lead her into a dark world of drugs and political corruption. In 2001, after this book's release, a U.S. court of appeals wrote: "The record in this case reads like a John Grisham novel." Shockingly, this story is true.

When Joe Stryker, a burned-out, disgraced 1949 Denver street cop, discovers a body on the railroad tracks with a crushed skull and missing hands, he sees his shot at redemption. He believes the body is linked to the murder of his partner two years before, a murder for which Joe blames himself. But seeking redemption can come at a high price. Joe must not only hunt down a ruthless killer but tangle with Denver's wealthy and powerful, a wannabe mobster, and his own police department, at the risk of his career, his marriage-and his life.

A private citizen discovers compelling evidence that a decades-old murder in Nashville was not committed by the man who went to prison for the crime but was the result of a conspiracy involving elite members of Nashville society. Nashville 1964. Eighteen-year-old babysitter Paula Herring is murdered in her home while her six-year-old brother apparently sleeps through the grisly event. A few months later a judge's son is convicted of the crime. Decades after the slaying, Michael Bishop, a private citizen, stumbles upon a secret file related to the case and with the help of some of the world's top forensic experts--including forensic psychologist Richard Walter (aka "the living Sherlock Holmes")--he uncovers the truth. What really happened is completely different from what the public was led to believe. Now, for the very first time, Bishop reveals the true story. In this true-crime page-turner, the author lays out compelling evidence that a circle of powerful citizens were key participants in the crime and the subsequent cover-up. The ne'er-do-well judge's son, who was falsely accused and sent to prison, proved to be the perfect setup man. The perpetrators used his checkered history to conceal the real facts for over half a century. Including interviews with the original defense attorney and a murder confession elicited from a nursing-home resident, the information presented here will change Nashville history forever.

In 1992, while working for the Tulare County Probation Department, assigned to the Tulare County Courthouse, I first ran across copies of transcripts of taped interviews with a murder suspect accused of murdering an ll year old girl. The case involved rape, sodomy, and brutal damage to the victim. The transcripts were captivating. Because of my duties, I couldn?t personally follow the trial which was still in progress, but I followed the case in the daily tabloids. Because of the length of the trials (and there was more than one) I eventually lost track of the proceedings until a conviction was finally rendered. It would take a decade and the ?Freedom of Information Act? before I gave thought to writing about April?s murder. The ?thought? would eventually give me reason to question my sanity. I had been doing research on April?s death for several months: death certificate, birth certificate, old newspaper articles, talking to old acquaintances at the Tulare County Sheriff?s Office. The work was interesting, but often tedious, boring labor. The process of compiling data is very impersonal and has no life of its own. Early in 2002, I decided to visit April?s grave at the Tulare District Cemetery, Tulare, California. I did my research prior to visiting the cemetery; April was located in the southeast section, marker 544. My daughter, Sheri, accompanied me for the purpose of photographing the site. We wandered around the approximate location with negative results, and decided to separate to cover more territory. After a short time, Sheri yelled out, ?Dad, her she is!? My knees almost buckled. I was shocked, what was going on? I didn?t move for a moment; it dawned on me slowly?April was no longer just an interesting story, set in black and white print, April was a person who had walked this earth. The steps I took towards the marker were small, and staggered. I looked down at the small marker bearing her name, pinched in tightly between two other headstones. APRIL HOLLEY-Apr. 24, 1977-Dec. 3, 1988 . You cannot etch in stone, ?Here lies a young child, taken early in her life by someone who decided she did not need to live any longer.? As I was getting ready to leave the cemetery, a couple of thoughts crossed my mind as I glanced down at the headstone one last time. On one side lay an uncle almost unknown to her, the other side a complete unknown. April would be forever alone. The second thought was a resolve to tell her story to the best of my limited ability.

After a few years as a police officer in Columbus, Michael Keane has no trouble relaxing into the far less stressful job of deputy sheriff in his small hometown. After all, nothing ever happens in Hidden Springs, Kentucky. Nothing, that is, until a dead body is discovered on the courthouse steps. Everyone in town is a little uneasy. Still, no one is terribly worried--after all the man was a stranger--until one of their own is murdered right on Main Street. As Michael works to solve the case it seems that every nosy resident in town has a theory. When the sheriff insists Michael check out one of these harebrained theories, his surprising discovery sends him on a bewildering search for a mysterious killer that has him questioning everything he has ever believed about life in Hidden Springs. Bringing with her a knack for creating settings you want to visit and an uncanny ability to bring characters to life, A. H. Gabhart pens a whodunit that will keep readers guessing.

“Adrenaline-pumping . . . [A] polished action mystery . . . [with] dazzling Arctic sights.” —Marilyn Stasio, The New York Times Book Review Winner of the Macavity Award and the Anthony Award Murder on the Iditarod Trail is a gripping mystery set during Alaska’s world-famous Iditarod: a grueling eleven-hundred-mile dogsled race across hazardous Arctic terrain. It is an arduous sport, but not a deadly one. But suddenly the top Iditarod contestants are dying in bizarre ways: first a veteran musher smashes into a tree, then competitors begin turning up dead, with each murder more brutal than the last. State trooper Alex Jensen begins a homicide investigation, determined to track down the killer before more blood stains the pristine Alaskan snow. Meanwhile, Jessie Arnold, Alaska’s premier female musher, has a shot at winning for the first time. But as her position in the race improves, so do her chances of being the killer’s next target. As the mushers thread their way through the treacherous trails, Jessie and Jensen are drawn deep into the frozen heart of the perilous wild: where nature can kill as easily as a bullet and only the Arctic night can hear your final screams. “Engrossing . . . The howling winds, the snow, the ice, the dancing away from wolves, the crazing fatigue, the welcome heat and food, are almost palpable.” —Los Angeles Times Book Review “Excellent . . . well-paced, well-conceived, engrossing . . . moves along like a healthy, well-trained dog team.” —The Anchorage Times “A book that will give you a feel for how the Iditarod is . . . Sue Henry has a genius for characterization, plot, and setting.” —Mystery News