Book Bin Divers tackled something a bit different from our usual feel good romance. We selected So You Found the Body, Huh? by Eva Kloppenborg, a self-labeled suspense with strong spy elements and a lot of snarky humor. We know what you are all thinking - and don’t worry. There is still some romance with this week’s read. We wouldn’t leave you high and dry.
Charlotte Milton is our protagonist and she is loaded with sarcasm and defensive outlets. Charlotte’s law class is interrupted by a Men in Black (esque) team demanding that Charlotte come with them. As if unaware of her starring role in this version of Taken, Charlotte is relaxed in the face of these hostile uniformed men. She relies heavily on her smart-ass commentary to deflect what her abductors are dishing out, but eventually leaves with them. It’s all funny in an absurd sort of way.
Immediately, the reader begins to wonder who is this girl that is so obnoxious under pressure? Who are these men that can lay out an entire auditorium with their watches? Is she a spy? Are these really MIB? Does the professor who doesn’t do a damned thing work for them?
And, finally, the big ticket question, why does Charlotte go with them without a fight?
This one act that happens in the very first chapter seems to be the downfall of the entire book. Because in crisis, most women tend to fall into one of three categories: defeated, resigned, or combative. In every other high-crisis part of the novel Charlotte fights. She battles her way through every other situation relying on her intellect.
Yet in chapter one, she acquiesces. She voluntarily leaves the safety of her classroom with a group of men sent to abduct her. Is the story propelling her potential doom with these strange men? Once you realize the girl is really a fighter, the fact that she didn’t fight her own abduction casts a negative haze over her character.
So You Found the Body, huh? might have worked better as a novella. There are whole chapters following the classroom incident that could be omitted without detriment to the story at large. In the chapters following the first, Charlotte’s smart-ass retorts jump the border into bratty, kid sister antics further killing any likability her character might have had.
The saving grace is when Kloppenborg sends in a love interest, code-name Lynx. And ooh, do we love how this guy loves. Charlotte is a mental hot mess and does not look her best, yet he gives her a hug and ignores the drool. Lynx is a trained agent and she’s (maybe crazy) a law student, but he lets her take the lead in a tactical exercise. Strong men who let strong women do their thing are hot.
Charlotte does have demons in her closet, explaining a lot of her behavior. Luckily, she has found herself a guy who is just the right fit for her kind of looney. Readers will empathize with her pain and even root for her as she has to overcome all sorts of threats, but for us it was still too late to like her.
And it’s hard to love a book, when you don’t like the main character.