Finished a re-read of Hammett's Red Harvest. It was only nominally a re-read as it had been over 20 years since I last read it.
It's a little hard to divorce this book from years of interpretation and baggage. It was the inspiration for Yojimbo and its progeny. Sam Spade certainly owes a lot to the Op, as does Philip Marlowe.
But boiled down we have the classic tale of one man cleaning up a town that doesn't want to be clean. Pitting faction against faction so only he comes out on top. At least until he has to go back to San Francisco and face The Old Man.