The story I couldn't put aside

I stayed up too late last night, and I lay the blame squarely on "THREE O'CLOCK" by CORNELL WOOLRICH.
Called "The Hitchcock of Noir Writing," Woolrich produced a real triumph with this 1938 short story -- first appearing in the Oct. 1 issue of Detective Fiction Weekly.
Not to give too much away, here is the basis of the tale:
A watchmaker suspects his wife is having an affair. He constructs a time bomb -- connected to an alarm clock -- set to blow up their home at 3 p.m., when she and the other man will be home and he will be in his shop.
He sneaks into his house while his wife is shopping to activate the bomb.
As he climbs the stairs from the basement to the kitchen, however, he surprises a pair of burglars.
They tie him, gag him and leave him in the basement -- to stare at the bomb and the ticking alarm clock.
This riveting story -- chock full of twists -- kept me up far too late last night.
Not that I'm complaining.