I suppose if God makes miracles, it stands to reason Satan would have a few of his own.
This book is sick, not the cancer type. I mean it in the what-the-fuck-you-need-help type of sick. After months and over half a year, I've finally found a mystery/crime book that kept me on the edge the whole time. Snuff is told from two perspective: mysterious emails, Brooke's (1st pov) and Agent Maxwells' (3rd pov), alternating from the present and from what Brooke's experienced which would've annoyed and confused me but somehow it worked. I would've like it a bit more if instead of Maxwell, we were given Lisette's pov, I like her more and she did more in the story.
Snuff had been sitting on my shelf for a long time and I wanna punch myself now for not reading it sooner. I wasn't disappointed not even a bit. The story is thoroughly captivating. The tension was built effortlessly. The pacing is good, I was anxious to get to the end to know who the perp really is.
Overall, a totally recommended read for everyone.