Tom Ripley in my first book about him is a young man of twenty-five, restless and jobless in New York, living temporarily in a friend’s apartment. He was orphaned early and brought up by a rather stingy aunt in Boston. He has some talent for mathematics and mimicry, and the two abilities enable hi…
Scene of the Crime
The Conveyor Belt
‘Tall men that looked like insects crept out of cracks in the stones.’
Look Out, Narendran!
A madman is dead set on blowing up the Taj Mahal, and there’s only one pair of detectives who can stop him. Tamil Pulp Fiction at its best.
A Letter From Wales
‘Believe me – it will be impossible for you not to wonder – when I vow I am entirely sane.’