This story went places I didn’t expect, and I am so glad I was along for the ride! Bloody and tense, filled with grief and self-loathing and despair, this story shines reaches into the darkness at the heart of systemic violence and discrimination and grabs tight with bony claws.
It is set in New York City in 2022, right at the beginning of the COVID pandemic, and at the start part of me wished it wasn’t placing itself so directly in actual history, because the discrimination and violence that the pandemic brought to light existed before and after it, and my initial impulse wanted this story to find its voice outside of a very specific historical event. By the end of the novel, though, I realize how wrong I was, and while the story could have existed outside of that historical moment it actually brings the novel closer to the audience, closer to our real life, and in many ways an indictment of a status quo many quietly tolerated if not actively profited from. Additionally, it went a long way to help the world-building, because the emptiness of NYC during the early months of the pandemic is an eerie and palpable reality, and then add in what it was like in New York’s Chinatown at that period and there is a visceral, emotive quality to the world that feels genuine and real and intensifies everything else in the story.
The main character and the few ancillary characters are all really lovingly, wonderfully realized. Not in any way perfect, our broken, traumatized protagonists form an incredible found family, and those emotional connections keep the heart of the story beating. The other ancillary characters, namely the aunties but also the random strangers and antagonists don’t have as much depth, necessarily, but they actually still feel real, like genuine people you know. I really appreciated the emotional journey our main character took, from a past filled with violence and trauma that never gets revealed in full, only in critical details here and there, to a type of blossoming into herself and the realities she is choosing to face and not hide from or try and wash away.
The story itself feels like it is at the crossroads of a number of different genres, with mystery/whodunit vibes type of violent slasher/thriller vibes mixed with paranormal folk horror, all of which live within an introspective social commentary. It flows between these seamlessly, with really strong writing that is descriptive, emotional, and nail-bitingly tense. There is a yawning despair to the writing, a feeling of lack, of never having enough, not in a bad way but in a way that is pulling you along, desperate morsel after desperate morsel. This works really well with the pacing, and once the story gets its claws into you it is hard to put down. The unsettling combination of violence and apathy fuels a type of rage in our characters and the writing and pacing just help stoke a similar blaze in the reader.
My nitpicking critiques would be that the worldbuilding and atmosphere does rely somewhat heavily on the reader’s personal memory and experience of living through the COVID 19 pandemic, and I wonder if reader totally unfamiliar with what NYC was like in the summer of 2020 would feel the world of the novel sufficiently well-developed. While I enjoyed the directions the story took, with some action being very abrupt and some a slower type of simmer, the resolution did feel a little bit easy or expected. It is hard to say unearned, given what the characters had to experience and understand to get to that climax and resolution, and yet it did feel thin. The story has multiple simultaneous stories to navigate, the paranormal aspect and the serial killer aspect, and it felt like things fell into place easier than they should have. Nothing was handed to our characters, they did have to work for every revelation, but I wanted a little more. I think this is also because I just wanted more time with our central trio, a found family of outcasts that I enjoyed more and more every time they were together on the page. The way they transformed form coworkers to something else, what they shared that brought them together and what their developing relationships looked and felt like, those are all things I would have liked to spend more time with, and it feels like if we had been given that time it might have resolved my other critiques as well. That is all to say I wouldn’t have minded an additional 50 pages to this novel, because it read really quickly and I wanted to stay in the world with these characters, through frightening times and times of joy, too.
A gory, emotional, character-driven story that doesn’t pull its punches when looking at systemic problems but never feels preachy. This is a story where trauma and violence fuel an understandable anger, yes, but also a deep empathy, and a recognition that humanity is more than any individual, for better or worse. It navigates heavy and important topics through a combination of biting honesty and supernatural revenge, and I am glad that I had the chance to read it.
(Rounded up from 3.5)
I want to thank NetGalley, the author, and the publisher Harlequin Trade Publishing, who provided a complimentary eARC for review. I am leaving this review voluntarily.