A drily ironic melodrama told in jigsaw-puzzling flashbacks and flashforwards--all about swank international swindler R. Just, who arrives in London penniless after a construction project in Trinidad fails through. Just now has a whopping thirst for revenge on those who did him in on the Trinidad deal (he got tortured); so he begins by burglarizing a TV-commercial firm, gets trade secrets from the company safe, and then parlays the sale of the firm to himself and his backers. But by the time that Just has gotten himself into a good position for revenge--by building up the TV commercial empire and absconding with a half-million--he learns that most of the people he meant to kill are all either dead already (in the Trinidad revolution) or too sick to be worth murdering. And meanwhile Just has had his face revamped via plastic-surgery and has rented a French chateau with his new 18-year-old mistress, who loves the chateau (""super!"" she gurgles) and persuades Just to buy it from the elderly owners. This chateau purchase, however, turns out to be one deal that backfires on super-swindler Just; for once, he finds himself outconned. . . . Breezy, rather unnecessarily disjointed caper/revenge suspense, with the emphasis on elaborately described food, drink, lodging, and assorted vicarious pleasures.