11/15/2024: Edited my rating down to 1 star from 2.
Original review from May 2013:
**Potential Spoilers Ahead**
Things that drove me insane, and not in the good way:
• "Blooming heck." What the hell is this phrase?! It comes across as a really lame version of "bloody hell." Wherever it came from, it's overused, it's juvenile, and it's ridiculous considering what I'm supposed to believe about the character using it: that she's a wealthy, educated Denver socialite who grew up with a Drug Lord father and surrounded by his "gentleman army," has no friends, and is an Ice Princess...yet she says "blooming heck" all the time.
• Excessive use of the word, "bizarre," usually in the question form of "How bizarre is that?" and almost always about something that isn't actually bizarre.
• Bizarre chronology (see what I did there?). Why are we jumping around in time? Don't tell me what happens then go back to explain how we got there. Once I know what happens I don't really care how it happened because the "surprise," if you will, is ruined. Just show me how we got there in the natural flow of the story instead of giving me spoilers then explaining them.
• Use of the phrase "certain sure." OMFG, those words in sequence pulled me right out of the story!! Every time I saw those words together, I wanted to throw the book. Without fail, my brain would go on a mini-rant about how an educated socialite—who had etiquette classes for God's sake—would NEVER use that kind of terrible grammar.
• Every little bad or embarrassing event being called a trauma. The rape was a trauma. Almost dropping some silverware was not.
• Oh, the silverware reminds me: who the F takes a girl who suffered a very severe trauma on a first date to their effing mother's house?! And makes sure to tell said mother about said trauma before hand so she can be sure to make this date even more uncomfortable by bringing it up?! An absolute moron, that's who.
• I was insanely annoyed by the fact that Sadie was magically related to the Rock Chicks. "Oh, yeah, honey, you're the daughter of my dead wife's best friend (ignore the fact that in every other book that job was filled by Lee's Mom). We're really sorry that once she disappeared we stopped paying attention to what happened to you until you were raped. Our bad. Let us be best good friends now and forget that we abandoned you for 20-something years to your dickhead father who may or may not have been involved in your mother's murder, because we have photos of your mom." Seriously, this aspect of the story made me wonder what the author thinks about her readers intelligence.
• Do not tell me a character is smart then have them do a bunch of really stupid things. Example: Sadie's mom--the wife of a rising star in the criminal world-- "disappeared" 18 years ago with no word, no trace. Do not tell me Sadie is smart then have her be utterly shocked that her mother didn't run away but is actually dead. What smart person, in that situation, wouldn't have at least had the thought that she is probably dead? And then when she's so stupid with that note "from her mom" at the bar? Gah!
• Every One of the Rock Chicks and Hot Bunch (are you shitting me with this name?) dislike Sadie for stupid and shallow reasons and pass on helping her (except apparently Hector, and fat lot of good his stalking—I mean following—Sadie home was)...then she's raped and suddenly they are all concerned about her and pretend that they are best friends—showing up at the hospital, lying to receive medical information about Sadie that they have no right to, sitting in her hospital room with her, invading her space and privacy. There's no real in between, no building of friendship and actually getting to know one another, they just all dump themselves into her life and demand that she be happy about and thankful for their presence. This really bothered me.
• The reason Lee Nightingale gave for not helping Sadie was that their schedule was full—although he later admits to Hank or Eddie that he could have fit her in if he'd tried, the asshole. If I were Sadie and he told me that, and then I went out with the Rock Chicks and found out that they always have an escort I'd have been pissed off beyond belief. It would have gone like this: "Oh, so you couldn't fit in me paying you to prevent my rape but you can fit in escorting a bunch of dumb bitches around while they're out drinking, partying and getting themselves into trouble? Fuck all y'all."
• As "payback" for saying mean things about Daisy, Sadie "outs" some socialites husband at some big soirée. Um, that is not at all the way you get back at someone for being a jerk. Because, seriously, the husband had nothing to do with that situation and if he hadn't publicly stated he was gay it was not at all Sadie's place to announce it. It'd be like me getting back at my cousin for throwing a water balloon at me by throwing acid at my aunt; a complete overreaction towards the wrong person that had the potential to seriously injure.
• If one more person said Sadie looked like a fairy princess I was going to lose my effing mind! First of all, how are so many people on the same page in regards to what a fairy princess looks like? Are we talking Tinkerbell? Does she have pointy ears and wings? In addition, what does Sadie looking like a fairy princess have to do with anything? One could look like a fairy princess and be a raving bitch, a total psychopath, a scheming criminal. Looks are superficial. Also, I didn't like what the "how could someone hurt you, you look like a fairy princess" implied; does that mean someone who looks less beautiful or innocent or otherworldly or whatever the fairy princess thing was supposed to imply is more deserving of brutal treatment? In this situation, looks shouldn't have factored. It should have been, "How could anyone hurt another person in this way?" Period. It also, as another reviewer pointed out, made Sadie seem childlike, in a way, which was just icky and a little creepy to me.
• For people who are supposed to be the best at their job, the Nightingale group is terrible at guarding Sadie. First they turn her away when she asks for protection and she gets raped and beaten half to death. And then, even though they've bugged all her phones and put cameras everywhere to monitor Sadie's every move she's kidnapped twice from under their noses—once from their flipping offices! Oh yeah, and her art gallery is burned down while they watch. I think they have to do all of this stuff free of charge because they're completely incompetent!
• Sadie makes plans to "disappear." First, I have to point out that it isn't "disappearing" if you are going to a property you own and can therefore be traced to. Second, these plans are announced to every person she knows and probably half of Colorado when her financial advisor comes to her gallery opening and just throws her private business out there for all to hear. Seriously, in the middle of a crowded art gallery, this guy, supposedly a long time financial guru, just blurts out her confidential financial information. Clearly this happened for the added drama, not because it was in any way realistic. In real life, he might have come to the opening, but he would have gone to Sadie's office to speak with her--especially after she made it clear she did not want to talk about it in her gallery with everyone around.
• Last, but Most Importantly: I'm genuinely disturbed by the treatment of rape in this book. I'm pissed off by the fact that all of the Rock Chicks and Hot Bunch seem to have blabbed about Sadie's rape to anyone who'll listen. What. The. Hell. That is not their business to tell, and it was especially bothersome because, as I mentioned before, I don't feel like any real friendship was developed between Sadie and the Rock Chick posse. Perfect strangers walking up to me and the only thing they know about me is that I was brutally raped and beaten? Not cool. They never let Sadie forget for even an evening that this terrible thing happened to her—someone was always bringing it up either verbally or by stroking or staring at her scar. I'd be all about escaping that situation, and it made no sense that Sadie wasn't insanely uncomfortable and irate that these people were spreading her personal information all over town. Rape is not something you just casually mention to every person in your acquaintance, but especially not when you weren't the one raped. This almost made the book a DNF for me, I was so disturbed by this lack of regard for Sadie's privacy. Just, no. Having known women who have actually been raped, this books treatment of the subject really bothered me. It made the rape a plot device, not the serious issue it really is. I saw a friends life completely derailed by rape—and I didn't know about the rape for months because it was so hard for her to even admit it. She eventually got her life back on track because she had support from her friends and family, and she finally got counseling. But it took years. Now, I know everyone is different (for example, some rape survivors have a hard time being around men, and some immerse themselves in male company and some want to act like it never happened)...but it is pretty clear this subject wasn't researched, or taken seriously. Sadie is being pushed into going on dates after a month, she is being pressured into a physical relationship her freak out says she is not ready for, she is being gossiped about around every corner and behind every door. She never gets to make a fresh start because everyone is more than willing to remind her that she was raped and beaten. The reason so many rapes go unreported is because of the feeling of violation telling about rape brings forth—often described by rape survivors as feeling like a second rape. And the Rock Chicks and Hot Bunch go around telling everyone about what happened to Sadie...how many further violations must that have been?
Things that are sort of positive about this book (I'm really reaching here, people):
• Sadie, until she was forced into the Rock Chick mold and suddenly became a complete moron. She was a survivor—whether she was surviving her situation with her Dad or surviving her assault, she picked herself up and found ways to move forward. Once the author tried to make her into a Rock Chick, though, she became just as air headed and empty as Indy and Daisy and Jet. I'd have preferred if she hadn't been shoved in with the rest of them, if she'd just stayed on the periphery and been cooly polite to them but not friendly—it still would have been more than they deserved.
• Hector, sometimes. He could be sweet and thoughtful, and in those moments I could understand his allure. As is par for the KA course, he was very bossy and alpha, but especially after Sadie's rape these qualities bothered me when they came into play with her. I really needed him to be a bit more of a Hank or Mitch for Sadie, and a bit less of the alphahole. I also disliked the "I'm giving her a month to heal, after that she's mine" thing. Dude, after a month she wasn't even physically healed, forget about her being emotionally healed enough to be someone's "woman." In addition, I was extremely put off by the fact that he's so attracted to Sadie and for him she's "The One," yet he apparently continued to sleep with a bunch of other women while "waiting for Sadie." Because his male appetites are apparently just so ravenous that he couldn't help but plant his junk in any attractive woman who was willing or he'd risk a sperm backup and explode. But he Really only loves Sadie. Those other women were just to pass the time until Sadie wised up and sought him out. Hector, you have to inform a girl you're interested, first of all. And making out with her once while on an undercover job in which she doesn't even know your real name and then insulting her and making her feel like you just want a quick roll in the hay, nothing more, doesn't count. Secondly, if you were really waiting for Sadie, you'd have actually, ya know, waited for her, none of this random hook-up business. It just made his claims about loving Sadie and knowing she was The One seem tainted, because even though he knew that, he still went out and screwed a bunch of other women. How am I not supposed to wonder if he would go find some other woman for solace if he and Sadie ever got into a big fight or had a rough patch?
• Ralphie and Buddy were great most of the time, although Ralphie became a bit too much a few times, and they were both gay stereotype characters. But they were pretty much the only people in the story whom I felt genuinely cared about Sadie—they wanted to be there for her, help her find her way in the new reality she found herself in, listen to her when she needed to talk or rant, comfort her when she needed to cry, keep her company when she wanted to be quiet. Ralphie and Buddy were true friends to Sadie, and they wanted nothing in return but her friendship and happiness. Their existence in the story made the farce that was the Rock Chicks friendship with Sadie look that much more twisted and desperate.
• The general storyline. Though, it was often way too melodramatic. Also, I felt like the romance part built too quickly. Sadie did not even know herself, let alone Hector, and there is no way Hector knew her if she didn't even know herself. Also, the suspense and drama part took way too long. See above for my remarks about Nightingale's ineptitude.
• The occasional humor. Although there was a lot of people laughing at really weird and inappropriate times: "Sadie was just kidnapped and almost raped again? Lets all grin and try to hide our amusement at her "antics" when we bust in to save her!"—left a definite sour taste in my mouth. People also gathered at weird and inappropriate times and places (a crime scene, really? Not the time or place for your Rock Bitch Powwow, idiots).
I guess what I'm saying is that I didn't enjoy this book. If it hadn't been on my Kindle, this book would have been flying across the room constantly from frustration. There was way too much annoying me throughout the story—the characters, the dialogue, the narration, and often it was the story itself that got on my last nerve. Even the things that were sort of positive had huge downsides. I got tired of being told that someone was one way, then shown the exact opposite by their actions. I was also often extremely uncomfortable with the way Sadie's rape was handled by the other characters. For all that these characters are supposed to understand this sort of trauma from their vast personal experience (really, is there a female in the Rock Chicks who hasn't been raped, almost raped, or somehow assaulted?), they come across as knowing absolutely nothing about it.