Please Pass the Guilt — Rex Stout

A bomb blows up in the desk of a top TV executive. Was it intended for him or the man who opened the drawer? They each had enemies enough to die a dozen times over. Was it the jealous wife or the ambitious partner? The secretary who got passed around like an inter-office memo? Or the man who couldn't wash the blood off his hands? Nero Wolfe didn't want any part of it--but he was up to his neck in the toughest case of his career!