Coldest crime novel that I read so far, and in all those disgusting things people do to each other, my faith in humanity have become shattered, and I sincerely believe that this woman hated people. Sucessfull author of plays got killed in at party of his friends, and every one of them had some motive for killing him, because he was in no means innocent soul, driving his wife to suicide, and as it turns out, for everyone involved he had some intimate relationships. I can't stop thinking of myself as some poor wretched old lady who is deeply interested in despicable things people do to each other. Why was he killed by poker? From the beggining she is sentenced to death, and by sheer force Alice, an outsider to their affairs, is driven by some curiosity to find the culprit. And she finds her, a neurotic old lady who was jealous of accused girlfriend and in her twisted sick mind manages to kill poor man and put the blame on her, but her guilty conscience overwhelms her and eventually she kills herself by drinking a full bottle of barbiturates.
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