The author delivers a taut four-star mystery with twists that linger.
Reporter Britt Montero discovers Kaithlin Jordan’s remarkably preserved body washed up on a Miami beach. Police eventually identify the victim—and realize her wealthy husband, a department store heir, sits on Florida’s death row for her murder a decade earlier, with execution looming.
Britt investigates the mysterious ten-year gap in Kaithlin’s life. Her findings pull readers deep into the story. When the state releases the inmate, doubts swirl: how innocent is he, really?
A delightful subplot follows Angel Oliver, a vibrant colleague with children from different fathers. She plans to marry the newspaper’s security guard, who embraces her entire family—including the unborn baby—with pure, unconditional love. This thread offers plenty to reflect on, especially those late-night elevator encounters. Angel’s journey shines brightest if you’ve read earlier books; her growth here rewards series fans.
Buchanan brings Miami’s heat and chaos alive with her trademark crisp prose and unforgettable characters. Her cleverly twisted ending showcases her masterful skill—I never saw it coming. It solidified this as a strong four-star read. I’d have awarded five stars, but the on-again, off-again romance between Britt and her cop boyfriend feels increasingly worn. (Buchanan isn’t alone in leaning on this trope.)
Don’t let that minor fatigue deter you—this one’s too sharp to skip. It’s far from lightweight fluff yet breezes along without density. I finished it in one satisfying evening, and every minute felt worthwhile.