Whether or not the rest of the town still understood it, his position was one of the greatest responsibility. He had never yet forsaken...

The Canary is a short crime story that I originally wrote back in 2008 as part of a blog experiment that I participated in along with severa...

Petrenko sat in the back room of a small Italian restaurant on Prince Street. Yuri stood to his right. Across from him sat “Uncle Pete”...

It’s funny, it wouldn’t be this way now if Phil had died that night. The memory of what I did would’ve faded and the hard feelings would’...

His new-found boldness was annoying and I decided I liked it better when he was too afraid to say much of anything. I leaned in closer to...

He had a toughness about him, and his five grand Savile Row suit did little to hide the fact that he worked out regularly. He looked li...

"The sympathy that Zeltserman invokes on behalf of Henry is heartbreaking, and readers will fully believe in both the madness and ...

One crime writer's thoughts on noir

From Hartford Library's Under the covers blog: "Zeltserman has pulled off a neat trick here: this coming-of-age novel is genui...

I'm very happy to see that Germany's crime jury made up of the country's leading crime fiction reviewrs has named KILLER #4 o...