The Last Chapter — Edmund Powers

One dead man. One dead man's manuscript. And Brendan Stokes - an aspiring author who recognises an opportunity too good to miss. When Brendan finds the body of his neighbour Andrew Whitty, he discovers more than he had bargained for. He unearths a masterpiece, a novel written by the dead man. It doesn't take Brendan long to realise he's stumbled upon a gold mine. With lucrative deals adorning his letterbox, fraud proves a much easier way of earning cash than writing his own book. But with so many lies to keep track of, Brendan's struggle to keep his own story together grows increasingly difficult. With the police, his wife, and old friends asking too many questions about the dead man and his new bestseller, it becomes clear that success would be an easier road to travel alone. One dead man. One dead man's manuscript. And Brendan Stokes - an aspiring author who recognises an opportunity too good to miss. When Brendan finds the body of his neighbour Andrew Whitty, he discovers more than he had bargained for. He unearths a masterpiece, a novel written by the dead man. It doesn't take Brendan long to realise he's stumbled upon a gold mine. With lucrative deals adorning his letterbox, fraud proves a much easier way of earning cash than writing his own book. But with so many lies to keep track of, Brendan's struggle to keep his own story together grows increasingly difficult. With the police, his wife, and old friends asking too many questions about the dead man and his new bestseller, it becomes clear that success would be an easier road to travel alone.