*I was provided with an early digital copy, but it has not had any effect on my thoughts or review. Thank you to NetGalley and the publisher for allowing me to read this book.*
As I was browsing Reddit one day, I noticed a post by Dea Poirier. She had posted something about how her first book (Next Girl to Die) has been published, and how excited she was. Upon seeing this, I became intrigued by the book and looked it up. It sounded interesting and had a really nice cover, so I decided to give it a shot. It actually led me to join NetGalley, because the author let me know it was available for review there.
I didn’t know what to expect from Next Girl to Die, but I ended up really enjoying it. For the most part, it was a really solid book and an impressive debut. I liked the main character, enjoyed the unique setting of Vinalhaven, Maine (which I had never heard of before), and thought it was pretty well written.
Thus, when I saw Beneath the Ashes appear on NetGalley, I got excited. When I was approved, I looked forward to spending more time reading about Detective Claire Calderwood. Now that I’ve finished this second book, though, I can’t help but feel underwhelmed.
Simply put, Beneath the Ashes starts off well, but ends up being just okay. The first one was better.
This tale begins right after Next Girl to Die ends, and sends Claire to Camden, Maine, which is just a ferry ride away from her home island of Vinalhaven. She’s been summoned there by Sargent Pelletier, who wishes for her assistance in solving a murder case. One where a young woman’s body has been found tied to a motel bed. There’s no DNA to be found either, because the naked woman’s corpse is covered in cigarette butts from the container outside her room.
As more young women are found in similar states, Claire and her new partner must try to figure out why these girls are being murdered, and what connects them.
The premise is quite interesting, as is the M.O. of the killer. Claire also continues to be a strong female character, and is someone I enjoy reading about. However, there’s too much of a basic, uninspired love story inside of this book, including cringeworthy sex scene(s). Stuff that reads like it’s out of a romance novel.
While Claire’s relationship with Noah is a secondary facet of this book, it hurts the story. I know the author wanted to make workaholic, super detective Claire seem more human through it, but it shows negative traits and feels too predictable. This is especially true of the way things end.
The case, itself, never reaches an insanely interesting level. The author doesn’t give the reader a lot to go on, and then reveals the guilty all of a sudden. This doesn’t exactly make for a gripping mystery or thriller.
As much as I wanted to be hooked by this book and it’s investigation, I wasn’t. Eventually I found myself reading it more quickly to get to the end, because I wasn’t enjoying it like I did the superior first book.
The way things wrapped up, and how things with Noah intertwined, didn’t feel organic. It felt forced. Intrigue, tension and care were lacking. While I still liked Claire, it was hard to care about anyone else involved, partially because a lot of them lacked depth.
Things were also very predictable. I was hoping for more from the big reveal. However, I ended up calling the killer well before. Not because the bread crumbs led there, but because it would be the predictable answer. And I was right.
As much as I enjoyed Dea Poirier’s first novel, her second one didn’t hook or impress me all that much. It’s not bad, but it’s nothing special either. In the end, it’s just a half-decently written and okay book, and a step down from the first.
I wish that wasn’t the case. I was so excited to read this.