In the doorway of an elegant New York apartment, blood seeps over silk negligee, over polished wood floors and plush carpet: a beautiful young woman lies dead, her face disfigured by a single gun shot.
But who was Laura? What power did she hold over the very different men in her life? How does her portrait bewitch even Mark McPherson, the hard-bitten detective assigned to find her murderer?
Oh, wow. It’s easy to see how this book (and its movie adaptation) won everlasting fame. I started off on the right track in terms of the solution to the murder, but Caspary still almost managed to bamboozle me halfway through … and characterization, setting and all the rest is absolutely first rate.