Nick Sharman stumbles home with two exotic dancers, Sandi and Mandi (AKA Tracey and Dawn), which is fun for him until he gets a phone call from the past that ruins everything. Sailor Grant has just been released from prison, doing hard time for a crime he didn't commit. A police officer's daughter had been found raped and murdered. Someone had to be found, so Sailor Grant the local nonce was sent down. Sharman always had his doubts, but that part of his life is over. Sailor keeps phoning and wants Sharman to help get justice, Nick tells him to leave him alone. The next day Sailor is dead and has left Sharman a note. The coppers Millar and Collier invite him to read the note, and then they beat him half to death. Lying in hospital, Nick realises that he must solve it before those close to him are killed. So with a little help from his friends Charlie, Chas and Monkey (a burglar, who can break into anything), Sharman must find the truth about the events from his past.

Nick Sharman—at last—is living a life of married bliss with his new partner (and ex-stripper) Dawn. The bad boy has settled down, and the booze and the drugs and the guns are but a happy memory—unlike his ex-wife Laura, now married to respectability. Laura's quite capable of shattering the idyll, but this time it's serious—their 15-year-old daughter Judith, the real love of Sharman's life, has gone missing. The police are looking, but have no leads. Laura fears the worst. Sharman still has his own skills. But Laura's call returns him to a world he thought he'd left. And when he decides to right some wrongs in his own way, domestic bliss becomes a thing of the past—and Sharman, once again, finds himself playing for keeps.

It starts when Nick Sharman’s eye is caught by a woman in a fashionable West End store. She is young beautiful and classy. And she is shoplifting. In a moment of gallantry, Sharman saves her from the indignity of being caught. The next thing he knows Elizabeth Pike is his client. One evening a few weeks before, her father, multimillionaire Sir Robert Pike, took his old service revolver and blew a hole in his head. Now the battle is on for control of his massive media empire. And someone is out to get his illegitimate daughter Catherine, a lovely young Australian with a chequered past. So Sharman has two women to protect. But from whom? As Sharman swaps the grimy streets of south London for the glamour and glitz of Mayfair, it soon becomes apparent that what lurks beneath the surface is as slimy and sleazy as anything he’s encountered in Brixton. And twice as dangerous…

Harry Stonehouse had been a cop, a good one—and straight, unlike Nick Sharman. After taking early retirement he'd landed a job at a security firm. Now he's dead, and his wife wants Nick to find out who killed him and why. Nick's been taking a close look at hell recently and doesn't care too much about anything beyond the next Jack Daniels. But Harry had been a friend, and Nick had screwed his wife and he feels sorry for her. Big mistake. In an unlikely partnership with ex-DI Robber, escaping from resentful retirement at his sister's, Sharman sets off in pursuit—and finds himself swept along in the deadly aftermath of a £20 million heist. And with that much money at stake, betrayal, double-crossing and murder are just for starters.

Nick Sharman is in traction, hospitalised for four months, and desperate for a distraction. Then Fiona arrives – a topless model for the tabloids who bullies him into convalescing in her flat in Camberwell... After his last disaster-ridden case, Sharman has promised himself a quiet life. What he gets – almost the minute his leg is out of the plaster – is more trouble. Emerald Watkins, king of a black south London 'firm', has received a tip-off that he's about to be arrested after a large stash of cocaine is found in one of his lock-ups. He wants Sharman to help his nephew Teddy find out who's stitched him up. As Sharman roams the urban mayhem of South London in search of his mystery man, he is in turn bribed, shot at and set up for a particularly gruesome murder... All in a night's work.

Could it be the end for Sharman? For seven years, ex-cop Nick Sharman has lived in 'exile' on a Caribbean island with no UK extradition treaty - his life of luxury funded by the proceeds of a bank robbery where he was the last man standing. Then a phone call out of the blue from London changes everything. The voice from the past belongs to the only woman that he loves, his daughter Judith. Like father, like daughter, she's a police officer, but the family resemblance doesn't stop there - Judith is in big trouble with the law, and has no one to turn to except her father. Returning under an assumed name to a bleak mid-winter England, Nick finds things have changed, and so has he. He's grown older, but perhaps no wiser and finds his once beloved London moving too fast for him. Vowing to clear his daughter's name by any means necessary, Sharman finds himself enmeshed with blackmailers, murderers, the security services, and Russian gangsters all baying for his...

Disliked by Old Bill and villains alike, South London private eye Nick Sharman attracts trouble like the proverbial magnet.When businessman James Webb asks Sharman to find out who murdered his sister, her husband and two young children, the trail's been cold for over a year; the original police investigators had found nothing - no clues, no witnesses, no motive. There isn't much to go on. Besides, Sharman has other things to occupy him - his relationship with topless model Fiona is rapidly souring, his best friend Wanda is dying and his ex-wife leaves him to babysit their eleven-vear-old daughter, Judith.While Sharman's back is turned things start to hot up - he is followed, attacked and threatened with a shotgun on a busy road in broad daylight and the murder victims start to multiply. Then Judith is kidnaped by a gang of very nasty thugs. And Sharman loses his temper.

Family trouble! Growing old quietly was never really an option for Nick Sharman. When he takes on a job for a prosperous Manchester businessman looking for his runaway teenage daughter, Meena, he should, perhaps, have known better. He finds himself in a race against time to save he girl from the kind of trouble that gives families a bad name. Trying to do the right thing, Nick swaps sides and ends up starring in his own version of a Straw Dogs shoot out with family and friends, where nobody comes out the winner.

For fans of Martina Cole; the original hard-boiled crime novels behind the hit TV series starring Clive Owen. Life as a private detective has proved too much for Nick Sharman, and when a chance run-in with a couple of young thugs secures him a job as a part-time barman, it looks as if he's found a promising new occupation. Unfortunately the drugs squad has other plans. With two coppers slaughtered in as many weeks, Sharman finds himself being coerced into helping track down the killers. All too soon he is working alongside a pony-tailed Detective Sergeant with unexpected sexual tastes, and consorting even more closely with a beautiful high-class whore who likes to be spanked... never mind some dangerously unpredictable big-spending villains. The perils of playing pig-in-the-middle certainly adds excitement to life, but Sharman is now mixing with some very bad company, and even he cannot predict the scale of the bloodbath that will follow.

Nick Sharman's daughter Judith has returned to Scotland and nothing will tempt him back into the business again—unless it's Ray Miller. Miller, a lottery rollover double-jackpot winner, wants to find the wife who left him. This should be a simple task for Sharman, giving him easy money and evidence for Judith that he's trying to get his life together. When Miller's wife, Sharon, turns out to be a whore addicted to heroin supplied by her pimp, Sharman's fate appears to be sealed. The news of Miller's newfound wealth has brought out south London's worst villains, the most unpleasant of whom—Adult Baby Albert and Mr. Freeze—decide the best way to get what they want is to use Sharon to prise it from Miller. And Sharman, the patsy, is primed to take the fall.

It's time for another rock and roll case. American rock gods Pandora's Box are cutting their new album in London but someone has wiped the tapes and one of the band is in hospital after an OD. Enter Sharman, who has been volunteered by Chris Kennedy-Sloane to solve the mess. Before Nick knows it, he is dating the lead singer Ninotchka; which is a week's work in itself. He is being very well paid and the hotel is well stocked with beer so he is happy there, but let's not forget there is still a madman on the loose. So what does Nick do, he takes Ninotchka to a bondage club in Soho. As the bodies start mounting up, a suspect is found but is it the right person?