We all have those times in our lives when, no matter how good we are at what we do, we look back with the benefit of hindsight and think "actually, that wasn't my finest hour". David Beckham and Wayne Rooney both lashed out at other footballers during World Cup matches, which resulted in them being sent off the pitch, their teams losing and their country being eliminated from the competition. Michael Schumacher threw away the 1997 Formula 1 World Championship by driving into Jacques Villeneuve. Paul McCartney recorded 'Pipes of Peace' and Robbie Williams released 'Rock DJ' - after which even he said that the lyrics were "a load of b******s".
Closer to home, I narrowly escaped my work being taken to court after I failed to realise that an infra-red sensor couldn't distinguish between hydrogen and carbon monoxide gases (don't ask) and consequently wrote a report that gave totally the wrong recommendations. And Susan Lewis wrote Hiding In Plain Sight.
This is the third novel of hers that I have read, and I enjoyed the other two - The Girl Who Came Back and Forgive Me - very much. They're crime fiction, but with the main focus on the victims of crimes and their families rather than the police investigations. The characters are well-drawn, mostly likeable and I very much ended up wishing them well after the books reached what were happy endings.
I was also happy after reading the blurb to Hiding In Plain Sight to see that the very likeable Andee Lawrence, who had appeared as a secondary character in both of the other books, would now be given a lead role. But after finishing the book, I'm sorry to say that all I really feel is confused. This book didn't work for me at all. I just felt that it was too long and too complicated.
It starts in the south of France, where Andee catches a glimpse of her sister Penny, who disappeared almost 30 years ago at the age of 14. Penny says "remember me?" and then vanishes. The same day, she phones their mother Maureen and says that she wants to meet. This is followed by multiple instances of Penny alternately turning up, sometimes unannounced at Maureen's house, and refusing to answer her phone and apparently not wanting to be found by either Maureen or Andee. Even when Penny does turn up, it's hard to tell how much of what she says is the truth.
And as the book progresses, more strands to the story are introduced which only managed to muddy the waters even further. Child prostitution, modern slavery and sex trafficking, which could have filled a book in themselves are crammed into a couple of chapters, after which almost as many words are used to describe Andee's musings over how skewed Penny's moral compass seems to be. Add the somewhat improbable scenario of police officers giving up their active duties to provide Andee with assistance just because she used to work with them, and I'm afraid I was just left shaking my head.
I have no idea if this review will find its way back to the author, but if it does, I'm sorry that it's not more positive. Just remember though that, as I said at the start, you're not alone in sometimes getting something wrong. For absolute proof of this as well as a bit of comfort, just think how God must be feeling at having to wonder through all eternity whatever possessed Him to create the wasp.