Ursula Curtiss

Murder comes to a quiet town... Even if her neighbors had believed Molly Pulliam's incoherent story of something hiding behind the lilac bush, it would have made no real difference in the end. Eventually she would have opened the door to her deadly visitor. Her murder rocked the quiet valley community. Unlike an occasional stabbing in a bar in downtown Albuquerque, this tragedy came frighteningly close to home. The Sheriff's officers, however, had no reason to question the very small boy who was visiting his cousin Eve Quinn, and it would have helped him if they had. Eve, a slender fair-haired girl, was too preoccupied with getting over a disastrous engagement to wonder what the mysterious treasure was that Ambrose wanted her to get for him in the toolshed, or why the usually indeflectible little boy wouldn't go into the shed himself. And so the killer, driven by his twisted hate, was free to knock on another door, to greet another victim. This is the beginning of an absorbing novel of secrets new as well as almost forgotten, and of murder hiding behind a familiar face.

When her aunt had been taken to hospital after a bad stroke, Amanda was left in charge of her house. Amanda knew about her aunt's dog but she didn't know about the secret underground shelter built beneath the house. This hiding place had been put to secret and illicit use by a workman who had known of its existence when it was first built, before Amanda's aunt bought the house. A murderer had been hidden in the secret room: a man who had recently killed a young woman : a man far from sane, who had a sane, loyal and dangerous ally in his half-brother. From these men's points of view it becomes imperative to eliminate Amanda, whose predicament has been made worse by her having undertaken to look after the baby of some friends who have gone on holiday. Amanda and the baby are hounded through empty, snowbound streets, cornered and threatened by these ruthless men. from Goodreads

A sane man's suicide has his wife on a search to solve the mystery.

Psychological crime thriller.

She had been dead for thirteen years, ever since she had crashed through the ice on the lonely little pond. Now her foster-sister, Katherine Meredith, was receiving anonymous letters which red, "YOU PUSHED HER!" To quiet the voice that whispered of a child's brutal murder, Katy returned to the Connecticut town where it had happened. But death was there again. It lingered in the shadows of a steep, dark staircase, rode on the howl of a New England blizzard, and, ugliest of all, deather walked in the form of a friend!

A Canadian release: This tongue in cheek action adventure is a story about victims . . . Amy, an escort girl fleeing from kidnappers takes Harvey Gordon out of his safe and sane life for one suspenseful and action filled thrill ride night of his life. Fleeing from kidnappers Amy involves Gordon who is unaware that he is about to be dragged down into a world of blackmail, deceit and depravity. His involvement sets him up as a pawn in a game of intrigue and throughout the night, as he attempts to unravel the mystery before him. But most of all, the story is about survivors who have to make it Out of the Dark.

This is a three book Detective Book Club Edition, of "Akin to Murder" by Kathleen Moore Knight, "The Iron Cobweb" by Ursula Curtiss, and "Widow's Mite" by Elisabeth Sanxay Holding.

Couldn't stop reading it once I started. One of the best suspense novels by Ursula Curtiss The widow was a KILLER. Martin Fennister's death was officially listed as a suicide. Annabelle his widow inherited a mere 30,000 dollars. Then Gerald Mallow died in a mysterious accident automobile accident. He had a lot of money and he left it all to his beautiful secretary. The secretary was Annabelle! This is the story of a man who set out to trap Annabelle. He swore he would make her confess to double murder It has a smash ending that will take even the most experienced reader of mystery fiction by surprise-Boston Herald

Elizabeth March was afraid; she didn't yet know of whom or of what, only that every day small, disquieting things, increasing in number, made her feel that she was either losing her grip or that someone was stealthily trying to destroy her. Why did her husband watch her when he thought she wasn't looking? Who had tampered with her sleeping pills, frightened her children, forged her name on checks? Was it Constance Ives, her cousin and housekeeper? Or was it Lucy Brent, playing the loyal friend? Were they in league with her husband? Or was she going mad?

Celia Brett was a heavy, dowdy and inarticulate girl who left her home in the slums of New England to try to improve her lot in life at the age of 18. A quick learner despite her lack of education, she observed everything around her and absorbed knowledge like a sponge. Working firstly as a maid, she aped the manners and style of her employer, slimming down and then moving from one position to another to improve herself. While working as a housekeeper for an elderly widower who was a semi invalid, she became indispensable to him to such a degree that he made her the chief beneficiary in his will.While not actually doing anything to cause his accidental death, she certainly did nothing to help him either and ended up with a tidy sum with which to begin a new life. Constructing a fictitious background of gentility, she slowly ascended the ladder of San Francisco's social set and began to carve out a prosperous future as the intended wife of a business magnate. Again, while never actually doing any harm, she allowed events to happen which could only be coped with by someone of a frigidly cold personality who could keep her emotions totally in check. It was a strange, cold little book, rather like it's heroine.