I felt it was time for a good, old-fashioned crime novel.
Mr. Marble is having money troubles. His wife, Annie, doesn't seem to be able to control her spending, but Marble himself doesn't necessarily deny himself at times either. When an unknown nephew shows up on his doorstep, Marble sees an opportunity. Should he ask for a loan? The young man seems to have a bit of money, but he also seems to be catching on that his uncle is acting a bit strange. A shared drink later, and the nephew is dead, his money now in Marble's pocket.
What follows is the psychological deterioration of Marble. He can't seem to stop staring at the place where the body lay, but it also doesn't stop him from spending the money either. His strange behavior continues to escalate until the end of the book.
I found this to be an interesting book. You're just waiting for someone to notice something and find him out. You're getting paranoid with him, and it's quite a ride. I felt bad for the rest of his family. I won't say why, but I really did. The final sentence of the book made me smile because it just struck me funny. It wasn't too long, and I really enjoyed it. Good Book!
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