The last book written by Dickens left unfinished, the book is filled with lust jealousy joy controversy and drugs,being who murdered Edwin Drood? The book l leaves you to speculate who the killer was and makes you think hard because only half of the book was published, because Dickens died, leaving no instruction for the next installment in the novel. Perhaps for me the unknown and intensity of the novel and speculation to make up your own mind of who the killer is what makes it such a good read, and of course it’s Charles Dickens who has never disappointed me in reading of his novels.