True rating: 2.5
This is an overly ambitious book. At 40o pages long, it easily should have been cut in editing by at least a 100 pages. At just over the halfway point, it began to drag terribly. It is a first novel, and unfortunately, that was obvious.
I really wanted to like this book and I didn't *dislike* it. The author has some promise. The ebook , though definitely in need of tighter editing, is beautifully presented. The author and the publishing house are apparently both in Houston, TX, where I have lived my entire life. So, there was an element of local solidarity playing into my desire both to read and like this book.
That's why it was rather strange she set the book in Cornwall, England, but as I love a good English mystery, I was good to go with the re-located Texas heroine. From there, however, it just didn't materialize into its promise.
Ms. Nolen did a very good job with consistency of place and research. The characters came across, however, as just that - characters. They never took on a life of their own. They remained rather flat throughout.
As I said, this book stretched out with a LOT of filler. For instance, my favorite example of this, where the lead male character is in the midst of a major kidnapping investigation, we get this astute observation:
"He was very impressed with the comfort of this B&B with its modern appointments and spacious, brightly lit rooms. He could sit back, relax, and really think. A shower with hot water, what a delightful concept. What would they come up with next? He dressed and went searching."
So. . .what? Because I'm going to be booking a stay through Expedia for a fictional B&B?
There were a lot of passages like the one above.
And then, this astute observation by a 10-year-old hostage:
"The worst thing about sitting chained to a wall was the nothingness. . .Then came the nothingness, because nothing she did did any good, so she had nothing to do."
Aside from awkward sentence construction, also liberally encountered throughout the book, the point of the above sentence is?
And this:
Despite the tide in some circles and efforts to explain evil away with platitudes and reason, no one could explain it away." Again, awkwardly put, but. . .DUH! Any kid could have told you that!
And perhaps my favorite of all. . .again, while in the midst of a kidnapping and now multiple homicide investigation we have this necessary and time-consuming observation by the main male character:
"Take the super in his role as a liason between policing agencies: he worked hand in hand with Policy Authority Inspectors, HM Crown Prosecution Service Inspectorate, HM Inspectorate of Court Administration, HM Inspectorate of Probation, and HM Inspectorate of Prisons in their process of drawing up a joint inspection scheme and associated framework. . .Bakewell had become the hand watching the hand watching the hand of various agencies of police where they intersected with the public."
WOW! I really hope if anyone I love is ever kidnapped and murdered, the investigators will (a) have already read the manual for chain of command and protocol, and (b) if they haven't, will not stop to jot the summary treatise in their notes! OMG - get on with it!!! There's at least 5 people dead and a girl chained to a cave wall somewhere and the author gives us this??!!
Also, the title promises a lot more herbal involvement than there is. The main detective knows a lot of herbal lore (okay), but it never really ties it to the perpetrator. A lot of things are not really explained. As one reviewer noted, the killer suddenly developed Mommy issues and whacked out.
Well, not exactly - the Mommy issues were pretty well laid out of 300 pages before the final whack-out, but yeah. Even though the ending was abrupt, it still took another 50 pages to deal with the mental case and get everyone safely home. Even the ending, the typical love-story wrapup - took up pages and pages with this:
"Blast it, woman! I've loved you since I first laid eyes on you."
She covered her mouth with a hand to stop the wave of joy the bubbled up.
He stuttered, "So. . .um. . .I know I haven't proven myself to you." (insert: except where he's defied the brass, conquered his claustrophobia, been hit over the head a couple times, crawled through nasty-ass tunnels and caves to look for the daughter she swore was still alive, believed her when she insisted her daughter was alive and no one else did, physically saved the daughter and led her to safety, etc., etc.)
"What's to prove?" She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his gorgeous lips."
Awwww. Vomit. And guess what? That's STILL not the end. There's 8 more pages after that!
Also, a final note, because an overly long book deserves an overly long review:
I'm afraid the author also set up for a sequel. The killer's body was never recovered. I hope that's not really a spoiler. How else could a book like this end? Or not end?