Colonel Charles Raynham lives a comfortable life. But one day the man in black arrives, and everything changes. When a brick is thrown through his window with a note warning him there is a price to pay, Raynham contacts his journalist friend Dick Farrell. Farrell has an eye for a story, but he didn’t expect to witness a murder…
When local police are unable to uncover the truth, Trevor Lowe must act decisively before someone else falls victim. But is he being watched too?
The Watcher is a chilling murder-thriller from the master of suspense, Gerald Verner.
Gerald Verner (1897-1980) was the pseudonym of British writer John Robert Stuart Pringle. Born in London, Verner wrote more than 120 novels that have been translated in over 35 languages, and many of his books have been adapted into films, radio serials and stage plays.
Gerald Verner is one of the pseudonyms used by John Robert Stuart Pringle, who was born in Streatham, London, on 31 January 1897.
In his early writing days he used the name Donald Stuart, under which name he wrote 44 stories for the Sexton Blake Library as well as six stories for Union Jack and three for the Thriller magazine. In addition he wrote two stage plays, 'Sexton Blake' and 'The Shadow', two films, 'The Man Outside' (1933) and 'The Shadow' (1933) under the Stuart name. Later a number of his books were adapted for radio serials, stage plays and films.
He became a hugely successful thriller writer, producing more than 120 novels that were translated in 35 languages. The Duke of Windsor was a big Verner fan and at one time he was presented with 15 volumes specially bound.
Heavily influenced by Edgar Wallace, he wrote extensively for magazines such as Detective Weekly, the Sexton Blake Library, Union Jack and The Thriller. He also adapted Peter Cheyney's 'Meet Mr Callaghan' and Agatha Christie's 'Towards Zero' for the stage.
He also used the pseudonyms Thane Leslie, Derwent Steele and Nigel Vane.
He died at Broadstairs, Kent, of natural causes on 16 September 1980.
As far as I am concerned, there were no real clues from which the reader could spot the perpetrator, and the solution appeared effectively from nowhere. The author did make one of his oft-used and irritating anticipatory statements about 65% of the way through- "It was not until much later that he realised the importance of...... and was able to trace the beginning of his eventual solution of the mystery to them". However, the reader would need a piece of special knowledge in order to interpret the clue.
Equally irritating is the constant disparagement of the professional police in order to make the amateurs shine, and the continual dragging-in and use of his Scotland Yard connections by Trevor Lowe.
I did spot the significance of the "Captain Blood" clue very early on, so it was a bit dreary that Lowe and the others did not, as it would have moved things on a bit.
Colonel Charles Raynham has recently inherited Lidstone Close from his uncle John Lidstone, and is living there with his daughter Mary. But on receiving a threatening note he contacts his journalist friend Dick Farrell. On discovering a dead man, they unexpectedly find that Trevor Lowe is also in the area on behalf of Dorothy Lessinger, the fiancée of the dead Lidstone. An enjoyable read
This is an excellent read, with quite a lot going on. Some things were pretty obvious and I couldn't understand why Trevor Lowe hadn't work it out, but he got onto it all eventually.