I had this book recommended to me as an alternative to Stephanie Plum. Unfortunately, while I liked the main character at first, she quickly became bothersome. I loved her issues with her ex-husband. It was heartbreaking and sad, and I just wanted to hug her. The mystery was okay, but not well crafted -- when she's trying to remember who might be upset at her, she remembers everyone BUT THE VERY OBVIOUS PERSON! She doesn't even dismiss her. She just doesn't remember until it's made obvious.
Normally, this would get 3 stars, but the following points reduced it to 2 points.
- She is too much of a victim, and constantly the damsel in distress. She freaks out, has histrionics one moment, and the next is "I'm a strong independent woman." TOO much is too much. Which leads us to our next point...
- She often suffers from the Too Stupid to Live syndrome and it made me groan.
- The police was rather permissive about having her involved in the crime. Yes, she's known to them, but still.
- All the important breakthroughs are given to her via someone else. Most of the time, she's reactive and not active, and doesn't find anything particularly important. The few meaningful discoveries she makes are most out of luck and are forced in (really? A vault hidden in a closet and the police missed it? Really!?)
- Everybody loves her. She's constantly drooled on, even students HIT on her. Really?