Originally published in 1949 as the Hanging Heiress, later re-published as The Widow Wore Red, Richard Wormser presents a black humor parody of a detective story. The plot revolves around protecting a widow who only stands to inherit a bevy of companies if she survives thirty days. Marty doesn’t realize what he’s got himself into when he starts what with hitmen and others gunning for his charge, but eventually he works things out. It’s a novel that never takes itself seriously and therein lies the problem. It’s a house built without a foundation. There’s nothing supporting the humor.