Another Chandler classic. Marlowe gets involve into a web of intrigue that ends up almost costing him his life. Talk about being at the wrong place at the wrong time. Marlowe has develop that ability into an art form. It's noir at his best, written by one of its master. The one every other writers tried and some are still trying to copy or emulate. The plot is like the proverbial Ariadne's thread, you need to find one end and to follow the thread down to the bitter end in order to solve the puzzle. Of course, this being Marlowe, you find a few corpses along the way, stop for a drink a few times and meet one or two femme fatale to spice things up. Loved it.