When his former brother-in-law is murdered on Sugar Island, Jack, a former Chicago PD homicide detective, and his daughter Kate, a current NYPD homicide detective, decide to go to pay their respects, check on Kate's inheritance and see how the small town cops are dealing with the murder.
Sometimes full of great descriptions and detail and with a good, solid opening that leaves you not wanting to put the book down, I eventually put the book down. What started out as some stilted dialogue early on to give the reader information, like Kate saying "Uncle Alex, Mom's brother [died],"--because Jack wouldn't know his wife's siblings or his own--devolved quickly into exposition by way of mansplaining. Things that should have been in narration, not dialogue, for the reader's own knowledge was turned into dialogue, Jack constantly explaining police homicide procedures to his NYPD homicide detective daughter. It was condescending and more than a little annoying. I held on for a while, hoping it would stop, but it kept going. I mean, if Kate would have rolled her eyes a few times and thought, "well, that's just dad," and ignored him, that would have been one thing, but she just came across as needing the information like she was unqualified for her job, even though it's established early on that she's a great detective.