This book sounded so good and then it just… wasn’t. Mostly that can be attributed to the writing which was stilted and sounded as if the author spent way too much time consulting a thesaurus. I had to read around words to get to the story, which was decent but not enough to keep me reading. If writing style isn’t a make-or-break issue for you then you might enjoy it, but it wasn’t for me.
An example (and yes the entire book is written like this):
“And from the spectacle the police put on today, I doubt they’re prepared to listen to the exhortations of the two ladies whose interview provided the very ammunition to arrest Clark.”
It’s just… wordy, in a way that constantly breaks any tension.
I did like the way Katherine owns a newspaper and is determined to write about the murders for women, but her extreme naivete in thinking she can do so without having any effect on the investigation is a little unbelievable.
Also the chemistry with Andrew – who was conducting the investigation, at least until her story promts his superiors to take him off the case and arrest the wrong man – was nonexistent. The moment they encounter one another again he starts getting sidetracked by lustful thoughts when he’s supposed to be interrogating her? It was awkward and weird.
*Thanks to NetGalley and Little, Brown Book Group UK for providing an e-arc for review