This book is the continuation (Book 2) of the Righteous series and essentially continues with the storyline begun in the first book. The story in the first book was ‘wrapped up’ as far as the murder mystery went, but the main characters continue with this book, which is also a suspense/mystery involving the Christianson family, the Mormon Churches in and around Salt Lake, as well as the fundamentalists versus the current Mormon believers. Think of it as Polygamists versus non-Polygamists, church teachings and beliefs (both fundy and current), murder, an FBI investigation, and a little politics mixed into a Mormon story-stew.
While this book was not as entertaining as the first book in the series, I believe part of that is due to the fact that it was no longer fresh—my curiosity was fulfilled with my peek into both flavors of Mormonism in the first book. It was, however, an interesting story and followed the family through this latest adventure with the same smooth writing style as the first book. It was impossible for me to not admire the characters, their dedicated belief, their humor, and their ‘same as everyone else’ humanism, that comes through in the form of crushes (on an older man in this case), wishes and wants, and beliefs and doubts. Feelings that most of us deal with routinely.
I recommend this series to anyone who is interested in learning (indirectly, and via a work of fiction) a bit more about Mormonism, anyone who enjoys a suspense novel, and anyone who likes this general type of book who is looking for a quick, easy, and entertaining read. I am looking forward to the third book in the series and to learning still more about the Mormon faith, as well as following the adventures of the family members—they are definitely likeable and the author has a nice writing style: informative, interesting, and entertaining!
Excerpt (opening paragraphs of the book):
Haley Kite became a Mormon fundamentalist the moment the car dropped her off on the corner. She was twenty, she needed a husband. In fact, she’d meet him in about five minutes.
And to think, less than a month since she worked as a high-priced call girl, with provocative ads on Craigslist and Eros. Hard to say who would be more shocked at the transformation, her former client in Malibu or her future husband.
Or Mom. Yeah, definitely. Question was, which would horrify Mom more, last month’s split-crotch panties, or the prairie dress she had made by hand, just to teach herself how? Hooker or fundy cult member?
Haley imagined Mom’s voice. Always worried and equally concerned about everything from Haley’s nail-biting habit to Grandpa’s unexpected stroke last Christmas. That voice had only one setting and it would be comically understated for a time like this. Hmm, a polygamist cult? Are you sure this is what you want to do, dear? What about grad school? You know Daddy and I will help out with tuition.
She was in school of a sort. After Malibu, Haley had traveled to Salt Lake City to study Mormonism 101, followed by courses in Book of Mormon, Doctrine and Covenants, Plural Marriage, and Mormon Temple Rituals. Now she was taking the final exam, here in Utah’s rural heart. No grades, just pass or fail.