Freddie knocked on the door. The knob turned. It was locked.
Tom picked up a heavy glass ashtray. He couldn't get his hand across it, and he had to hold it by the edge. He tried to think just for two seconds more: wasn't there another way out? What would he do with the body? He couldn't think. This was the only way out. He opened the door with his left hand. His right hand with the ashtray was drawn back and down.
Freddie came into the room. "Listen, would you mind telling...."
The Talented Mr Ripley - Patricia Highsmith
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