Catherine Aird

At the Berebury golf course in Calleshire county, golfing beginner Helen Sewell has gone off in search of her wayward ball which she has hit into the dreaded 'Hells Bells' bunker. What she finds there under the soft sand of the course's steepest bunker is most surprising and unwelcome--a lightly buried corpse. Now Detective Chief Inspector Sloan must unravel a case with more twists and turns than the course itself. - from inside front cover

Detective Chief Inspector C. D. Sloan of the Calleshire CID is used to the occasional oddity in his relatively quiet part of the English countryside. But lately, things have taken a strange turn. First, in the center of a yew maze, a body is spotted by Miss Daphne Pedlinge, the elderly chatelaine of Aumerle Court. By the time the groundskeeper actually makes it to the center, he, too, spies the body, and it is indeed dead. Meanwhile, a few miles away, a slaughtered rabbit is left on the Bishop’s doorstep in nearby Calleford, an omen as portentous as the body in the maze. Now Inspector Sloan, with the somewhat trying personage of Constable Crosby in tow, must uncover what precisely is going on as they launch an investigation with more twists and turns than the maze itself.

A letter received by an old woman's son after her death alerts Detective Inspector C. D. Sloane that one woman's death by natural causes in a local nursing home may actually be murder. But that is just the beginning of the odd events in this nursing home catering to former members of a WWII regiment.

Inspector Sloan #15 When D.I. Sloan learns that Mrs. Galloway had been a part of a dangerous drug trial, he assumes that her death may not have been entirely from natural causes, and when he hears of the suicide of a doctor also involved in the trial, Sloan sets out to learn more.

Inspector Sloan #14 The late Octavia Garamond's last wishes were very odd indeed. Her request for a police presence at her funeral bothers Inspector C. D. Sloane, but not nearly as much as her insistence that her body be thoroughly examined after death. Amelia Kennerly is worried, too, when her holiday is interrupted by the news that she has been appointed executrix for a great-aunt she only met once. Now she is in charge of executing a number of inconvenient requests from her late Aunt Octavia. But when Octavia Garamond's house is broken into and her papers ransacked, it begins to occur to all concerned that perhaps her written requests were not simply the ramblings of a senile old lady, but the actions of a woman in fear of her life. Inspector Sloane, aided (as it were) by Constable Crosby, finds himself facing an inexplicable puzzle. Who would want to harm a quiet eighty-year-old woman? He must dig deep into Garamond's past, both personal and professional, to uncover the key to a long-kept secret and reveal the sinister truth behind her tragic death. With Aird's characteristic charm and wit, A Going Concern is a delightful welcome back for Inspector C. D. Sloan.

Things had gone wrong from the very beginning at the Almstone Flower Show, including a missing fortuneteller. But events take a decidedly macabre turn when the fortuneteller is found -- and Detective Inspector Sloan and Detective Constable Crosby arrive to investigate a murder for which there seems no means, no motive and no opportunity. from Goodreads

Murder in the Quadrangle The college dons at the University of Calleshire fully expected trouble when the students planned to shake their ivory tower with a sit-in at Almstone Hall. But no one expected the very peculiar theft from a dormitory room...or the very dead body in the college quadrangle. For Detective Inspector C.D. Sloan, the ivied halls hid a host of clues - from the words whispered with the dying man's parting breath to what a madrigal singer saw. So it was only a matter of time until he uncovered the murderer hidden in the groves o academe...but could he do it before death became another victim's alma mater?

Twelve people sat down for dinner at Strontfield Park, William Fent’s ancestral home. Thirteen would have been most unlucky. For the host, however, the evening could not have been unluckier. By midnight he was dead—killed instantly when his motorcar smashed into another on a bad bit of road. The problem for Detective Inspector C. D. Sloan was the autopsy. The victim, it seemed, was about to die in any event. Along with the cold cucumber soup, crown of lamb, raspberry crémets, and a fine aged port, someone served the lord of the manor a dose of deadly poison. But which of the surviving eleven had the opportunity… and who had the motive to want him dead?

At 11:30 p.m. in the old Saxon church tower at Randall’s Bridge, a huge statue toppled and smashed. Heavy blocks of broken marble now lay up against the doors, barring any exit. The solitary window was too narrow for a man to pass through; the belfry high above led only to the steep roof which rose beyond the reach of any ladder. When Detective Inspector C. D. Sloan put his shoulder to one tower door, it barely opened. Through the crack he could clearly see the room was empty—except for the bells, the debris of shattered marble… and the protruding arm of a dead man. How did the murderer escape this sealed tower? Sloan’s only clues: a spent match, an emerald earring, and a black thread.

Inspector Sloan #3 On a stately home public tour, a mischievous boy lifts the visor on a suit of armor - and finds a corpse. Inspector Sloan and inadvertent joker Constable Crosby must sort out who stashed the body and why. Clues include a ne'er-do-well nephew and attempted blackmail. The key is tea served to two batty great-aunts.

From fantasticfiction dot com: "When Thomas Harding retired to the Manor House of Easterbrook he soon discovered that it contained rather more than the house-agents had advertised. It became apparent, more-over, that Easterbrook, despite its outward serenity, had more than one skeleton in the parish cupboard. What for instance was the guilty secret which the village seemed to share with the ancient family of the Barbarys, and what connection could there be between this and the handiwork of an Elizabethan craftsman? Intrigued by these questions, Thomas Harding found himself helping to solve two crimes at once-the one modern, and the other one-and-a-half centuries old. And it was only after he had found the answers to these questions that the various skeletons could he laid to rest." This is Aird's only book that does not feature Detective Inspector Sloan and the Calleshire police, and like her other mysteries, it does not disappoint.

Inspector C.D. Sloan of the Callehsire C.I.D. makes his first appearance here as he looks into the murder of a nun at the Convent of St. Anselm. First published in 1966, The Religious Body was Aird's first book and immediately established herself as one of the leading exponents of the post-WWII English traditional mystery.

>A new short story from CWA Diamond Dagger Award winner, Catherine Aird. >When Henry Tyler meets Malcolm Carruthers unexpectedly at the Mordaunt Club, the club frequented by workers from the Foreign Office, he is tasked with decoding an important message that might shed light on a possible traitor. As Tyler tries to decipher the code he has no idea that he's about to be schooled in the art of code-breaking by two very unexpected 'spies'.