The setup is Francis has returned from WWII and discovered his childhood love has hanged herself while in the employ of a much-loved retired film-producer. His sister has already gained employment at the producer's house to follow up on her suspicions. Francis pretends to be the husband of the recently drowned daughter of the producer to also insinuate himself into the household, but his plot gets thrown for a serious wrinkle when the daughter shows up alive. It is a psychological game of cat and mouse as Francis and his sister try to find proof that the suicide was murder while the daughter struggles with her own reality. The producer is a real trip, super charismatic and manipulative with an almost spell-like voice.
I find the interactions a little too hesitant in this book. Armstrong does a great job of building up tension but there isn't quite enough release for my taste. The fun is in the hidden conflicts as people try to communicate with a mix of lies and truth. The ending here, though, was quite exciting which kept me turning the pages. I'll try not to be too spoilery but leave this to remind myself that it involved garbage men and a trunk.
They made a movie out of it and Claude Rains is the perfect actor to play the producer.
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