Still reeling from the fallout of her first big case in Charleston, Detective CJ O’Hara is under intense pressure to resolve her next caseload in order to prove her worth to her new boss, Chief Walter Williams. There’s a serial rapist on the loose, and he’s escalating, but even more disturbing is a murderer who is removing the hearts of his victims for use in some sort of hoodoo ritual—to what end, CJ can only imagine. Her assistance has also been requested by the FBI field office in Juneau, Alaska for a matter that has striking similarities to the serial killer case she’s only just solved. To say that she’s a little stressed out may be the understatement of the century.
Stretched to her limits and hobbled by inexplicable panic attacks, CJ struggles to stay afloat in a new city where her only real support comes from her Uncle Harry, a former detective for the Boston PD who is currently enjoying retirement in Chucktown. With expectations high but results few and far between, CJ’s inner demons are more than willing to provide cold comfort. With a vengeful reporter out to sully CJ’s reputation before she can really even establish one, it’s beginning to feel like moving to Charleston was a big mistake.
As questions pile up, one thing seems perfectly clear: the ritualistic murders are tied to the cycles of the moon, and CJ and her team are quickly running out of time before the killer is likely to strike again.
With his sophomore effort, Deal delves into the flawed side of CJ and the ill-advised coping mechanisms she falls back on when the days get to be a little much. It’s uncomfortable at times but only serves to flesh CJ out as she struggles to get her priorities in order. The narrative is steeped in Southern charm, and with vivid descriptions of the region’s locales (although perhaps a tad heavy on its culinary delights), you’ll feel like you’re riding right along with CJ as she navigates a case that’s both personal and more challenging than she ever anticipated. A few of the tertiary characters were somewhat predictable, but what wasn’t was Police Chief Williams inexplicable change in demeanor from the first book in which he was eager to bring CJ aboard and welcomed her with open arms. Here, he’s suffering some sort of buyer’s remorse that feels a little unwarranted, considering all that CJ has accomplished in her short time with his department. But then again, people in real life are subjected to this type of inconsistent leadership all the time, so maybe that’s just more authenticity—and maybe I’m just growing a little too fond of CJ and feeling a bit overprotective.
That isn’t a bad thing, is it?
One thing’s for sure: I’m already on board for #3.