While the case itself was very interesting, I had a lot of problems with this book. Most notabley, the writing. Dreadful, amateurish writing disguising itself in the words of a "blokey, man's-man, old-school aussie detective". It's very much a "fictional" book too - verbatim conversations that certainly could not be remembered word for word after 20 years, and the beginning prologue had absolutely no place in a true retelling of an investigation, given that there is absolutely no way at all they would know the exact thoughts or even feelings of the deceased woman as she got out of the car to walk into the house, nor the feelings or thoughts or even actions of the piece of shit who killed and then buried her, given that he never ever admitted his guilt. Absolute conjecture.
It was incredibly hard to read about Jean's cries for help that were mainly ignored but I had to keep remembering this happened back in 1988, a time when domestic violence in marriages really wasn't taking very seriously at all, unlike it's starting to be today. She told so many people that she was afraid for her life, that she desperately wanted to leave, that she was beaten verbally and physically, but no-one tried to seriously help her. Right down to an incident at a caravan park, where she was staying with her sister and the sister's then-boyfriend and Keir arrived and physically picked her up and dragged her to the car to take her home, while she screamed for help and tried to escape. At the trial, the sister's boyfriend stated that he said "it's your marriage, I'm not getting involved". Absolutely heartbreaking - and yet that was the attitude back then (and before times). So many people , including her parents, told her she had to sort out her marriage, all while Jean was telling them her life was being threatened. Very hard to not get angry reading that nowadays, even tho I'm aware it was a different time back then. Jean was let down by everyone around her.
The book also never explains how on earth Keir was able to remarry a year after Jean went "missing". I kept waiting for an explanation - she obviously was never declared dead as she was still registered as a missing person so if he obtained a divorce, I was waiting for something about that. Nothing was ever mentioned about how he got a divorce from a woman who wasn't around to contest it or even to agree with it. If it was possible back in 1988 to divorce a spouse who was registered as a missing person, then it should have been mentioned in the book. But nothing. A lot was also mentioned by the detective how "strong" Jean's mother was - but we never see it. Even the epilogue talks about Jean's mother's "incredible strength", but there's nothing in the book at all describing her strength.
The book fails on so many levels, from the ridiculous writing style, to the verbatim conversations that absolutely could not be factual, to leaving out so much of why the initial missing persons report was never followed up, to the imaginary "reconstruction" of Jean's thoughts and feelings on her "last day" and the subsequent disposal of her body. We don't get any of that for poor Rosalina, Keir's tragic second wife. In fact, despite the fact that Rosalina was actually Jean's cousin, there isn't much mention of her, other than the fact that the discovery of her body is what reopened the case of Jean.
And while I greatly enjoy tales of true hauntings and real ghost stories, the detective's "paranormal" experiences of "sensing a presence" so many times that he concluded was Jean reaching out to him (not Rosalina, only Jean...) just did not work the way it was described and written.
A terrible book about an awful tragedy and the loss of two young bright women.