Years ago, a friend recommended Patricia Highsmith as a writer of black and wicked tales. Although I didn't realize it at the time, I had seen the film version of one of her books: Strangers on a Train, which I would have agreed was black and wicked. Several years later, I saw The Talented Mr. Ripley. I liked the film and I liked the character, but I came away thinking of Ripley more as a conventional con-artist. On a hunt through a used bookstore looking for Greene's Stamboul Train, unfound, I came across one Highsmith novel, Ripley Underground. I went for it. Now I understand the special category Highsmith is in. She has created an amoral hero who is simultaneously repellent and magnetic. Ripley is capable of anything, instinctively grasping escape as his foul deeds close in on him. Loyal and sympathetic, too. In this novel, Ripley is involved with forged paintings, a collector who is crying fraud, and a forger with soul-troubling misgivings. The plot gets wonderfully complicated as Ripley manipulates everyone on the scene, including death (by the way, I found a copy of Ripley Underground, not the Omnibus picture above, which was all that was available on Goodreads and Amazon).