3.75 A little more than OK. But not a reread book.
This is the second Paris Murphy story I have read and I enjoyed the book as a whole.
The story is good, bloody and gory. As with the first Paris Murphy we get to see the story from the POV of view of the murderer and the cop. I enjoyed that too. It's a change of perspective and it works. The pacing of events also worked, as did the plot. All very good.
Having said that, there were a couple of things irritated me a little in this book.
First of all, the amount of details, unnecessary details is so great it becomes too tedious. Long strings of actions and their order, which is fine in measured doses, but Monsour does this a lot. For everything. Ithinking making a pot of coffee took most of paragraph at one point. Whilst I like to know the details of events and actions, I do not need to be told things that are implicit in the narrative. Getting into a car, for instance, does not need the author to explain walking there, opening the door, getting inside, sitting down, and starting the engine etc. unless something is important about it, different even. When a character gets into the shower, it really is not necessary to list in what order clothing is removed. Perhaps such detail would not be problem, but it is just padding when it happens for several things on every page. I skimmed.
The other is the relationship she has with her men. Just dump the children and get on with the crimes, Paris. She has a husband (more on than off) who hates her job, and other than sex why are they together? The new boyfriend, wants to move in immediately. Then there is a hew chief in the cop shop, and it looks like they are heading towards “a thing”. Right. I just found it irritating.
Still, I rate this a decent crime/murder.