The Frank May Chronicles Series

Frank May practices law, but just the safe kind--writing wills. He does not expect to be entangled in suspicious deaths, family secrets, and police business. But a series of odd wills, and new relatives discovered, drag him into the world he'd avoided. To probate the estate, Frank will have to solve a series of mysteries, including possible murder and a husband 60 years younger than his dead wife.

Frank May practices law, but not the glamorous kind. His bread and butter is the sedate sort—writing wills and handling estates. Or more to the point, handling heirs. Even so, where there’s a will there’s a death. Try as he might, Frank just can’t avoid some of the seedier sides of human existence. And of heirs. There’s more than one unsavory side to the family Mobius, and Frank has front row seats to the quirks and squabbles of both Mobius deceased and would-be heirs, after the death of two older family members. One, at least, was murdered in his squalid San Francisco apartment, while sitting on a family fortune that appears to be left to a fringe and cultish foundation connected to the victim’s bizarre neighbor. Did she kill the old miser, or was it one of the loving children? Or perhaps the old man’s arrogant attorney or an expectant angel dropped in from Australia? Frank would prefer not to ask himself such unsettling questions—this is not the bland practice he signed up for. But the questions hold the key to unraveling the massive Mobius estate. And Frank is knee-deep in Mobius ravel. A QP Mystery, in the series The Frank May Chronicles.

Frank May hates trouble, as a lawyer and as a guy. But it likes him just fine. For someone who practices wills and trusts law because it lies far from the scene of murder and mayhem, he has a knack for being caught up in it anyway. Which is why he thought he was fortune's friend the night his wife stayed home from her book club meeting with a migraine. That very night the husband of the hostess was murdered. Frank hoped he could stay clear of this sordid affair. But that was not to be. In the Series "The Frank May Chronicles," by Stanford law professor Lawrence Friedman.

Frank May is a private practice lawyer in San Mateo, California, and he doesn't want to get involved with an unidentified dead body in the park. So why is he involved with an unidentified dead body in the park? The man was found in a neighboring California town with no identification; all the police found was a scrap of paper in the corpse's pocket with Cynthia Greenhouse's address and phone number. This would be none of Frank's business ... if only Cynthia wasn't one of his clients. Here's where the questions start: Who is this dead man? Why does he have Cynthia's address? And why on earth does Cynthia have no idea of the man's identity? Reluctantly, Frank gets tangled up in the mess, and it soon becomes apparent that Cynthia and her family do have a link to the corpse. There's a connection between Cynthia's ex-husband and the dead guy: witnesses saw them speaking earlier the very day the man's body was found. What's the connection? Frank has to find out, against his better judgment. Frank knows there's something dirty about the Greenhouse family, but what? And will he find out before he ends up another cold corpse in a Palo Alto park? Part of the mystery series The Frank May Chronicles, from Quid Pro Books.

Frank May practices law the safe, routine way: wills, trusts, business law, books, forms, and documents. At least that's the way he wants it.... But clients and life don't always oblige. Frank avoids murder cases like most people avoid the dentist. That's not so easy to do when a dead body shows up during his routine appointment for a teeth cleaning, and he is thrust into an investigation that bridges his law practice. He needs to get to the root of this death. That will take more than scraping the surface of a dental practice with deep secrets and suspicious characters — or the nearby, bizarre Xyloquex Corporation. If Frank is up to the task, he seems to be the last one to know it. A new QP Mystery, in the series The Frank May Chronicles. Other novels in the series include The Book Club Murder, Death of a Wannabe, Death of a One-Sided Man, and An Unnatural Death.

Frank May is back and more hesitant than ever to get involved. But a mystery finds him anyway, too bizarre for him to ignore. Many people believe in life after death, but how many believe in murder after death? Or at least the revelation of a murder from a dead mother? Frank’s rich client Morris Gross firmly believes he had an out-of-body experience and went to heaven, where he met his dead mother. She makes the startling statement that somebody killed her—that she didn’t die a natural death like everyone thought. Morris freely shares his story with a polite but skeptical Frank May. If that isn’t strange enough, Morris soon joins his mother—thanks to the bullet from a murderer's pistol. Now Frank has to deal with the estate of a murder victim, who may have been killed by someone who also dispatched his late mother. He also has to deal with the sometimes greedy, and always eccentric, heirs to Morris's fortune. Led by the free-living nephew Sebastian, the family confounds Frank and tests his patience, all while he strives to uncover the truth about the mother's death . . . so he can solve the mystery of her son’s murder. It may be just one loose thread too many for the lawyer-turned-reluctant-detective to spin together into a fabric that makes sense. A new novel in the series The Frank May Chronicles, this book joins many other books and ebooks by Stanford law professor Lawrence M. Friedman which follow the adventures of middle-aged lawyer Frank May.

Frank May practices law but only the bland kind--writing wills, pushing papers. Not a seedy life in criminal law. But a dead body wakes you up to places you don't want to be. A call from frantic client Barney near the corpse of his wannabe-actress wife drags Frank in it. Only he really thinks Barney innocent. To see how, Frank will have to use his head. By Stanford law professor Lawrence Friedman.

Frank May’s law office is in San Mateo, California, his practice often dealing with wills and estates. Dead clients are an essential part of an estates practice, but these are, for almost everybody, quite natural deaths. Yet somehow, through some quirk of fate, unnatural deaths seem to plague Frank’s clients and those close to them. And he gets drawn into these mysterious affairs. Andrew Wright, a schemer if there ever was one, was not exactly a client. Andrew had befriended a woman well past her mental prime, living in a big house in Palo Alto. Andrew took over the house, renting out rooms to a mixed group of people. Then Andrew came to Frank with a hare-brained plan: to install cameras in the house and film an actual murder. Frank wants no part of it but agrees, in a weak moment, to meet Andrew about the plan. That night, Andrew is murdered. Frank is, despite himself, entangled in the mysterious death of this schemer. But who killed Andrew? Was it one of the housemates? One of them, at least, has a sinister past — a past that seems to include getting away with murder. And what role did another of Andrew’s schemes — his collection of lurid tales about earthquakes, sex, and embarrassing moments — play in his death? After a copycat murder nearby, the mystery only grows deeper. A Frank May Mystery from Quid Pro Books.