Tom Ripley is older now, he's comfortable, cultured, wealthy, careful.

When a minor art-world grievance refuses to die, a man begins digging into Ripley’s past — into the soft soil where other people’s disappearances lie. 

This is the fifth and final Ripley novel, and it carries a colder tone than the earlier books. Ripley is no longer improvising and is instead protecting a life he has already built. By now you shouldn't like Ripley, but you do understand him. 

Near fine. Clean boards, sharp corners, tight binding. Dust jacket bright with minimal shelf wear. No inscriptions.