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Overview: Louis Preston Trimble was an American writer and academic.
He attended a number of universities in Washington state and Pennsylvania.
His published work included science fiction, westerns, and mysteries, as well as academic non-fiction. He generally wrote as Louis Trimble, but used the pseudonym "Stuart Brock" for some of his work. Born in Seattle, Washington, he published his first story in 1938, but did not move into the science-fiction genre until the mid-1950s.
After working as a logger and a housepainter, he became an instructor and professor in humanities and social studies at the University of Washington from 1956 onward.
Trimble"s work in applied linguistics examined the use of English in science and technology contexts.
Genre: Fiction > Mystery/Thriller
Date for Murder (1942)
A cool, slim, beautiful girl drove up to Mark Warren’s service station in the California desert and asked to have her gas tank filled so she might continue on her flight from some men who insisted on shooting at her. Intrigued, Mark, an ex-newspaper reporter who had gone West for his health, followed the girl to a luxurious date ranch.
Murder followed Mark, who set out to discover: Why had James Link’s body been dragged to the swimming pool after he had been poisoned in his room? Where were the missing dates? And what did the burial of the yellow canary have to do with the crime?
You Can’t Kill a Corpse (1946)
Jim Clane, arriving in Dunlop to clean up the town, found it teeming with crime, vice and political corruption. Clane started by instigating a near-riot at a political meeting, thus at once getting in the bad graces of both the machine mayor and Wickett, the powerful newspaper publisher who backed him. Then one of the publisher’s reporters died, and after that Wickett himself was murdered. And Clane’s alibi—that he’d been with the nymphomaniac wife of the jealous city boss—was guaranteed to pack almost as much danger as a murder charge!
Stab in the Dark (1956)
aul Knox, secret agent for the U.S. Government, had been around. But never had he seen anything as vicious as this new twist in the blackmail racket. Wealthy and prominent people were being exposed to international scandal, the kind that could give not merely themselves but their nation a black eye, and it had to be stopped. Further, it was known that the criminal ring was about to expand.
But when Paul found his only contact had been stabbed through the eye with an icepick, he realized several things: first, his own life was in immediate peril; second, he could trust no one on either side of the law; and third, with no more leads to follow, his only hope was a Stab in the Dark.
The Tide Can’t Wait (1957)
Barr crouched down to get out of the sea spray. The rock bulking over his head was wet and slick in the darkness, cold. But it was a measure of protection against the wind and the spray that lashed up from the shallow bay.
Cargo for the Styx (1959)
Martin Zane thought he was all finished with his routine report on the freighter Temoc for Marine Mutual, but the lush blonde suddenly changed his mind. He just couldn’t say no to her delicious smile, her shapely figure, or her tiny but deadly gun aimed at the middle of his clean white shirt.
Zane realized that a fraud was about to be pulled, but he didn’t know how. When he tried to discover what connection the golden Amazon had with his investigation, he realized too late that he had walked into a hornet’s nest buzzing with con men and killers …
The Corpse Without a Country (1959)
The first time insurance claims investigator Peter Durham’s friend Arne Rasmussen had a fire on one of his ships, Peter treated it as a routine accident. The second fire he called bad luck. But when the third fire broke out, Peter knew there was no jinx, but just a very clever arsonist.
Every case has its angles, but Peter found them going in all directions this time: a man almost beaten to death, a beautiful femme fatale, a strong silent Oriental, a tough Beat Generation poet, and $600,000 in foreign currency.
But all these mysterious elements were nothing compared to the puzzle of what to do with a beautiful young lady who turned into an international incident when she became The Corpse Without a Country.
Till Death Do Us Part (1959)
"Lucky" Tom Blane’s luck as a private eye had run out when his crooked ex-partner, Enrico Pachuco, took off with his rep and his funds. So Rosanne Norton was like an angel from heaven when she offered to pay him to keep tabs on this same Pachuco, who was now operating his slippery game in Rosanne’s home ground—the border between Texas and Mexico.
Blane jumped at the prepaid opportunity to clear his own name and get even besides. But when he finally ran to crook to earth, it was to find the man tortured and stabbed to death—and Tome Blane everyone’s favorite suspect.
The cops of two nations were converging on him fast when Blane set out to unravel the frame … with nothing to help him but a double-crossing set of two-faced females and an unknown knife-thrower aiming for his back.
Girl on a Slay Ride (1960)
A baby-faced sadist sprung from the death-house …
Two trigger-happy hoods …
A voluptuous redhead trying to outrun the vengeance of the Mob …
Here was a carload of killers, ready to fight each other and the world for a chance at the Big Money.
$100,000 in unmarked ransom bills was the prize, hidden somewhere in the trackless woods of the Pacific Northwest. And they all knew that only one of them would come out alive.
The hunters become the hunted in this vicious game of winner-kill-all.
Love Me and Die (1960)
Three lovely ladies provided Joe Coyle with his ticket to perdition.
The first was a redhead: Ellie Lucas, who had a mind like a steel trap and had an insurance business that would require dirty work to save it.
The second was a blonde: Toby Jessup, partner in a trucking deal that was ready to transfer Joe from the sunny side of heaven to the frigid side of hell.
The third was a brunette: Bonita Jessup, who ran her corporation like a hard-shelled executive and her undercover business like a soft-bodied sharp-clawed panther.
One of the three was dealing in murder—and Joe was to be her next victim!
The Duchess of Skid Row (1960)
When Special Investigator Jeff McKeon was called hurriedly back to the Puget City DA’s office, it marked the end of a beautiful vacation and the abrupt beginning of an ugly frame. For while Jeff’s back had been turned, his political enemies had been busy laying plans to give him a permanent vacation—in jail.
This time they had the DA on their side, for the evidence seemed quite foolproof. Jeff, they convincingly demonstrated, was the new front-man for the Syndicate’s big push into town.
And when Jeff realized he had to tackle the Syndicate itself to disprove that, he knew that his fate now lay in the fickle hands of The Duchess of Skid Row—a gal who had every reason to want him dead.
The Surfside Caper (1961)
Larry Flynn was a special investigator for hotels. And though the swanky Surfside Lodge was not in his bailiwick, he was willing to answer the call for help from the pretty widow that ran it.
He’d owed her husband a personal debt, and it looked like a good opportunity to repay it. Besides, there was something mighty strange about her sudden telegram.
Now, as he pushed his fast sports car towards the plush resort, he tried to think of what the mystery might be. When a truck came along, rammed him, and tried to force him off the mountain road at the cliff’s edge, Flynn had at least part of the answer. It was murder, and it looked as if instead of resting at the Surfside that night, he’d be taking the long sleep at the cliffside bottom.
The Dead and the Deadly (1963)
"I WAS beginning to feel lonesome, or—as the psychologists put it—rejected. For the first time in three days and nights I wasn’t being followed around Mexico City by the bony-faced character with the dirty shirt collar.
I wondered if I might have developed one of those repulsive television diseases that cause people to run the other way when they see you. More probably, Bony-face finally figured out he was following the wrong man and took himself off to find someone else to annoy.
I hiked down the dark side street leading to my hotel. Now and then I thought of Bony-face and his amateurish attempts to keep me from spotting him as he tailed me, but most of the time I thought about tomorrow when I’d climax my vacation with a week at Acapulco."
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