title: The Immaterial Murder Case (Inspector Bland)
author:  Julian Symons 
description: Julian Symons is primarily remembered as a master of the art of crime writing. However, in his eighty-two years he produced an enormously varied body of work. Social and military history, biography and criticism were all subjects he touched upon with remarkable success, and he held a distinguished reputation in each field. His novels were consistently highly individual and expertly crafted, raising him above other crime writers of his day. It is for this that he was awarded various prizes, and, in 1982, named as Grand Master of the Mystery Writers of America  an honour accorded to only three other English writers before him: Graham Greene, Eric Ambler and Daphne Du Maurier. He succeeded Agatha Christie as the president of Britains Detection Club, a position he held from 1976 to 1985, and in 1990 he was awarded the Cartier Diamond Dagger from the British Crime Writers for his lifetimes achievement in crime fiction. Symons died in 1994.
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  For the Tactical Crime Division,  
  No Case is Left Cold.
  
  
  When Benning Reeves’s twins are kidnapped, the frantic father knows who can
  help: the Tactical Crime Division and Ana Ramirez. Even though Ana once
  shattered Benning’s heart, the special agent is the only one he can trust. But
  Ana is still tormented by the unresolved case that brought them together years
  before—a case somehow entangled with Benning’s children. It’s up to the TCD
  and Ana to discover why...before it’s too late.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  “Is that what this is for you, Ana? Just another job? Because this case is
  definitely a lot more personal to me.”
  
  
  Benning maneuvered around the counter, and his bare chest nearly pressed
  against her arm. He set his hand over hers, her quick gasp searing through
  him. Her warmth penetrated past skin and muscle, deep into his bones. “After
  what you told me about the Samantha Davis case, I realize now how hard it
  must’ve been for you to come back here, and you’re standing there as if none
  of