Howard Engel, an internationally published and award-winning mystery writer, takes dead aim, so to speak, at this fascination we all share, and produces a wonderfully wise and witty social history of the men and women who represent our agents of death, and have done our dirty work over the centuries. 60 photos and line drawings.

Howard Engel is the award winning writer whose Benny Cooperman mysteries garner rave international reviews-fans stretch from Canada to Japan, England, Germany, Italy, Spain, Denmark, and the United States. His latest, Mr. Doyle and Dr. Bell, is a brilliant departure from the Cooperman series. The year is 1879 and in Edinburgh, Alan Lambert has been tried, convicted, and sentenced to hang for the murder of a dazzling opera star and her lover. But Lambert's brother believes he's innocent and pleads with Dr. Bell, a celebrated professor of anatomy, to uncover the truth. Bell agrees and sets out to crack the case with his keen powers of deduction and the help of his student, Arthur Conan Doyle.

In his most baffling case yet, Benny Cooperman is snug in his bed in quiet Grantham, a town near Niagara Falls, when three unsavory thugs drag him out of bed and present him like a trophy to notorious crime boss, Abram Wise, "the biggest crook in North America who's never been to prison." Someone has made two attempts on the gangster's life and he wants Benny to investigate. An expert in offers you can't refuse, Wise convinces a reluctant Benny to take the case.

Benny Cooperman, Grantham's soft-boiled private eye, finds himself mixed up in the art world. More out of water a fish can't get. After all, Benny only heard of Picasso last year, and now he's hot on the trail of some missing paintings by Wallace Lamb--a trail that leads him to some of Grantham's illustrious elite who buy, trade, and sometimes steal pictures. As this private eye soon learns, art can lead to murder--Benny's own client is found dead and the shoes peeking under the curtains at the scene of the crime belong to Benny! Book 6 in the Benny Cooperman Mystery series.

Benny Cooperman is sure that toxic waste isn't something you should spend too much time thinking about--it just isn't good for your mental health. But when Jack Dowden's widow appeals to Benny to investigate the death of her truck-driving husband, Canada's favourite gumshoe finds himself up to his egg-salad-stained lapels in the deadly filth of Kinross Disposals. As he unearths clues--and PCBs--the body count begins to rise, and Benny does his best not to end up ... Dead and Buried . Book 7 in the Benny Cooperman Mystery series.

When Rabbi Meltzer and the President of Grantham's synagogue knock on Benny's office door, they aren't looking to sell raffle tickets. Of that much, he's sure. They need his help in tracking down a missing lawyer who has disappeared with the life savings of half of the Jewish community. Benny knows he'll never see a dime out of it, but what can you do? It's summer in the city--and it's going to be a hot one. Book 5 in the Benny Cooperman Mystery series.

Benny Cooperman is a detective with flair, known and loved the world over as a witty, egg salad-loving, Jewish gentleman sleuth. This kinder, gentler detective-funny, smart, and squeamish about violence-is the creation of master of the genre Howard Engel, and readers stretch now to thirteen countries, from his native Canada to Japan, England, Germany, Italy, Spain, Denmark, and the US.

Benny Cooperman's favourite lunch counter and diner have closed down and the fittings have been sold to Americans. The nation mourns the accidental death of its greatest artist, cellist Dermot Keogh. It's April and there's already a heat wave. Things are just not the way they used to be. Alas, not just the plots and settings have changed in Howard Engel's 10th Benny Cooperman mystery. While Canada's favourite fictional detective is still his smart-alecky but unsophisticated self ("Dim Sum may be unknown in Grantham, Mr. Cooperman, but we in Toronto have had it for nearly forty years"), his talents seem washed out, if not washed up, in this nasty little mystery set in the high-tech, high-pressure world of a Toronto TV station far up the road from his native Grantham. All the stock figures are the former high school love goddess who calls at the detective's office wondering if she's in the path of a killer, the small-town lawyer, the slobbish cops, the heavies in dark glasses. What's missing are the gritty small-town ambience and naked class antagonisms that drive best hard-boiled detective fiction, including Engel's early novels. Burdened with the bland homogeneity of the contemporary city and with convoluted literary references, the tale becomes progressively less gripping. In fact Cooperman hasn't been himself since 1990's Dead and Buried , when his creator first fell for the suits and the happy ending. The warning of his first sentence--"I should have seen the writing on the wall"--should have been a message to readers as well. --Robyn Gillam

Benny Cooperman, the working-stiff private eye, is back, this time trying to sort out the kerfuffle surrounding the plumbing, a dead old woman, and a crooked politician. It all starts with a noisy toilet. Benny's janitor, Kogan, is too preoccupied with the death of his girlfriend, Lizzy Oldridge, an elderly woman who appears to have starved to death. Lizzy may have died hungry, but she had plenty of money, and somehow former alderman and mayoralty candidate Thurleigh Ramsden, an unsavoury character if there ever was one, has gained control of it. As Benny gets enmeshed in the case the body count increases alarmingly--but what's happened with the plumbing? Book 8 in the Benny Cooperman Mystery series.

Beloved private eye Benny Cooperman is ready to hang up his gumshoes after an attack leaves him with lingering memory problems. But then an old chum goes missing Hot on the trail of Jake Grange, a schoolfriend who ran a scuba diving business, Benny heads to Murinam, an exotic place with the feel and look of a former French colony. There, Benny encounters a bon-vivant priest, a pretty marine biologist, and an eccentric Englishman in search of kosher food. Of course any of these charming locals could be responsible for Jake's disappearance. But when dead bodies start to appear under the sunny tropical skies, Benny knows he must be getting somewhere. With its sure-footed plot and trademark wry humour, "East of Suez" proves to be one of Benny Cooperman's most memorable cases."