...I think finding someone to kill a stranger on your behalf is extremely difficult, even if you lived in south side Chicago - let alone if you're a middle class person or an upper-class dentist family.
This is correct and is the part I am having a very difficult time with.
The only basis for believing that Charlie is some underworld inhabitant is the statement that he lives "on both sides of the tracks." That statement comes from LaCasse who, for all his perceptive observations of Wendi, doesn't seem like he would have the life experiences to know what's on the other side of the tracks or even where the tracks are. Talk to him about university undergraduates' remedial studies and faculty senate meetings, and that's his world.
Of course, the "both sides of the tracks" statement comes from Charlie himself, who is filled with braggadocio and bravado.
Is Charlie really living in this Miami underworld when he's not installing crowns?
Is Charlie hanging out with Calderone and Lombard down there in Miami??? (tip of the hat to whoever knows those references).
I doubt it. It's laughable.
He's rich, lilly white, and I believe he is a charlatan, poser, and p..ssy.
Frankly, I think that to say "on the other side of the tracks" is a euphemism used by people who don't know what that means.
If Charlie crosses those tracks, I bet he doesn't venture far across.
So, how does Charlie find Katie who has the experience and means to organize a contract killing? Random philandering?
Way too improbable.
The more I think about this, the more I think that the story is much deeper. Katie's absolute reticence to admit anything helps reinforce my view. Occam's razor applies, but not to make a cartoon.