What a weird thriller. Those were my first thoughts as I
finished this book. It was a well written story (although, I could’ve definitely
done without the extensive use of profanity and colorful descriptions of
people's rear ends and such). If you think this will be your run-of-the-mill
crime dramas, think again. The weirdness starts from the first chapter.
Detective Ricci is living in Australia
and gets called out on a gruesome homicide. Trying to detangle all the people
who know “something” and figure out who did the crime is where it gets weird,
(think possessions and supernatural feelings) and the story does take several
macabre turns before finally leading up to the end and dropping you smack dab
into it.
The story (minus the language) was pretty unique, and in
itself gripping. It might very well have you questioning whether to turn off that
hallway light at night. The descriptions are pretty graphic and there is some drug
use depicted within the book. I know some people were saying the Australian
slang was hard to follow but I didn’t think so. Nothing was so far out that I
couldn’t deduce what the author was describing. A good book, but definitely not
lighthearted.
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