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Gwendolen Chawcer es una solterona octogenaria que vive entregada a la lectura y a la fantasía de un viejo amor, pero tan melancólica y plácida existencia se ve alterada cuando decide alquilar la planta de arriba de la mansion familiar en el barrio de Notting Hill. Su nuevo arrendatario, Mix Cellini, es un mecanico de maquinas de fitness con una fijacion: los crimenes cometidos sesenta años antes por el tristemente celebre John Christie. Gwendolen no tarda en descubrir tan siniestra obsesion, pero ignora que esta adquirira tintes cada vez mas macabros cuando Mix se enamore perdidamente de la modelo Nerissa Nash.Con Trece escalones, Ruth Rendell presenta un retrato perturbador de dos personajes dispares pero hermanados por sus neurosis romanticas. De paso, la gran dama de la novela de suspense psicologico incide en temas tan espinosos como el culto al crimen o las ansias de celebridad en nuestra sociedad.

Mix, un garçon un peu paumé, pas vraiment méchant, est superstitieux – il redoute le chiffre 13. Il habite Notting Hill, sous les combles d’une maison délabrée, parmi des cadavres d’insectes. Il a de

Three classic Ruth Rendell stories: MEANS OF EVIL, THE FALLEN CURTAIN and THE FEVER TREE.Ruth Rendell is unequalled in her ability to weave stories that challenge our preconceptions and prejudices. From Wexford and Burden's investigation of a wife's apparent suicide, with all the evidence pointing to the husband in MEANS OF EVIL to the unsettling psychology behind a man's friendship with a boy in THE FALLEN CURTAIN and the paranoia that plagues two people out of love, terrified of being rejected in THE FEVER TREE.

En la boda de su hermana, Philip conoce a una mujer pálida y delgada que se parece mucho a una estatua renacentista, el único objeto que heredó de su díscolo padre. La intensidad de su amor llega a tal punto que sólo un asesinato podrá liberarlo.

Searching for truffles in a wood, a man and his dog unearth something less savoury - a human hand. The body, as Chief Inspector Wexford is informed later, has lain buried for ten years or so, wrapped in a purple cotton sheet. The post mortem can not reveal the precise cause of death. The only clue is a crack in one of the dead man''s ribs. Although it covers a relatively short period of time, the police computer stores a long list of missing persons. Men, women and children disappear at an alarming rate, something like 500 every day nationwide. So Wexford knows he is going to have a job on his hands to identify the corpse. And then, only about twenty yards away from the woodland burial site, in the cellar of a disused cottage, another body is found. The detection skills of Wexford, Burden and the other investigating officers of the Kingsmarkham Police Force are tested to the utmost to discover whether the murders are connected and to track down whoever is responsible.

Weeks went by when Ismay never thought of it at all. Then something would bring it back or it would return in a dream. The dream began in the same way. She and her mother would be climbing the stairs, following Heather's lead through the bedroom to what was on the other side, not a bathroom in the dream but a chamber floored and walled in marble. In the middle of it was a glassy lake. The white thing in the water floated towards her, its face submerged, and her mother said, absurdly, "Don't look!"' The dead man was Ismay's stepfather, Guy. Now, nine years on, she and her sister, Heather, still lived in the same house in Clapham. But it had been divided into two self-contained flats. Their mother lived upstairs with her sister, Pamela. And the bathroom, where Guy had drowned, had disappeared. Ismay worked in public relations, and Heather in catering. They got on well. They always had. They never discussed the changes to the house, still less what had happened that August day... But even lives as private as these, where secrets hang in the air like dust, intertwine with other worlds and other individuals. And, with painful inevitability, the truth will emerge.

Susan Townsend hat sich nie richtig in dem Londoner Vorort eingelebt, in dem die Frauen scheinbar keine andere Beschäftigung haben, als Klatsch zu verbreiten. Aber auch ihr kommt der Besucher ihrer Nachbarin Louise North verdächtig vor. Doch dann bittet Louise sie um ihre Hilfe, und Susan wird in Ereignisse hineingezogen, die ihr Leben schlagartig verändern...01Ruth Rendell, auch unter dem Pseudonym Barbara Vine bekannt, ist mit ihren zahlreichen Romanen eine der ganz großen englischen Autorinnen. Dreimal schon erhielt sie den "Edgar-Allen-Poe-Preis" und zweimal den "Golden Dagger Award" für den besten Kriminalroman des Jahres. 1997 wurde sie mit dem Grand Masters Award der Crime Writers Association of America, dem renommiertesten Krimipreis überhaupt, ausgezeichnet und darüber hinaus von Königin Elizabeth in den Adelsstand erhoben. Ruth Rendell wurde 1930 in einem Londoner Vorort geboren. Sie arbeitete zunächst als Journalistin, bis sie sich 1964 ganz auf den Schriftstellerberuf konzentrierte. Heute lebt sie in einem Haus aus dem 16. Jahrhundert in Suffolk.

This is the dazzling new novel from Ruth Rendell. When the bones of two severed hands are discovered in a box, an investigation into a long buried crime of passion begins. And a group of friends, who played together as children, begin to question their past. 'For Woody, anger was cold. Cold and slow. But once it had started it mounted gradually and he could think of nothing else. He knew he couldn't stay alive while those two were alive. Instead of sleeping, he lay awake in the dark and saw those hands. Anita's narrow white hand with the long nails painted pastel pink, the man's brown hand equally shapely, the fingers slightly splayed.' Before the advent of the Second World War, beneath the green meadows of Loughton, Essex, a dark network of tunnels has been dug. A group of children discover them. They play there. It becomes their secret place. Seventy years on, the world has changed. Developers have altered the rural landscape. Friends from a half-remembered world have married, died, grown sick, moved on or disappeared. Work on a new house called Warlock uncovers a grisly secret, buried a lifetime ago, and a weary detective, more preoccupied with current crimes, must investigate a possible case of murder. In all her novels, Ruth Rendell digs deep beneath the surface to investigate the secrets of the human psyche. The interconnecting tunnels of Loughton in The Girl Next Door lead to no single destination. But the relationships formed there, and the incidents that occurred, exert a profound influence - not only on the survivors but in unearthing the true nature of the mysterious past.

Grace y Andrew, hermano y hermana, siempre se han entendido bien. Cuando heredan la casa de su abuela, parece natural que se vayan a vivir juntos. Pero cuando el compañero de Andrew se traslada la vida en la casa se convierte en conflicto. Para escapar de la tension, Grace, la universitaria, se sumerge en un manuscrito inedito de principios del siglo XX, nunca publicado debido a sus temas "subversivos". Alli descubre la historia de un hermano y una hermana, su sexo, su madre soltera, enfrentan la violencia a ojos de la sociedad... con su lectura Grace encuentra un eco en su propia vida...

When Carl sells a box of slimming pills to his close friend Stacey, inadvertently causing her death, he sets in train a sequence of catastrophic events which begin with subterfuge, extend to lies, and culminate in murder. In Rendell''s dark and atmospheric tale of psychological suspense, we encounter mistaken identity, kidnap, blackmail, and a cast of characters who are so real that we come to know them better than we know ourselves. Infused with her distinctive blend of wry humour, acute observation and deep humanity, this is Rendell at her most memorable and best.

This collection comprises "The New Girl Friend, The Copper Peacock, Blood Lines" and "Piranha To Scurfy" in a trade paperback omnibus edition.

Searching for truffles in a wood, a man and his dog unearth something less savoury. The body, as Chief Inspector Wexford is informed later, has lain buried for ten years or so, and the post-mortem can not reveal the precise cause of death. Wexford knows it will be a difficult job to identify the corpse. Although it covers a relatively short period of time, the police computer stores a long list of missing persons. People disappear at an alarming rate â€" hundreds each day. When another body is found nearby, the detection skills of Wexford, Burden and the other investigating officers of the Kingsmarkham Police Force are tested to the utmost to discover whether the deaths are connected and to track down whoever is responsible.