I could not stop reading this book - I've recently been in a reading slump, and have been spending months on the same book, but I read this in two days. There were some small issues I had with it, but overall it was a captivating story that I loved. Not to mention the surprise I got when I read the inside of the back cover and discovered P.J. Parrish is actually two sisters! I never would have guessed it was co-written, and I'm amazed at how well the sisters pooled their talents.
The premise of the book is that Joe Frye, the only female deputy in a small town, gets wrapped up in a homicide/missing persons case when her department finds several bones in the park. It immediately grabbed my attention - I've always preferred missing persons stories to homicide ones. Missing persons cases have that strange combination of loss and hope, and I feel like they're even more suspenseful because you're waiting to see if the person is alive, or what has happened to them. It's scarier, to me, to hear about a girl who vanished on her walk home from school than it is to hear about a murdered jogger found in the woods. Although in this story we already know the girls are dead, as the plot revolves around their bones, some suspense is added by the many mothers who come to find their missing daughters.
The glitches I came across were small - I found Joe's attitude toward the end to be extremely victimized, especially considering the way she chooses to finish the case. Yeah, she went through a lot, but if there's something I can't stand, it's characters that wallow in self-pity. Joe was completely unsympathetic toward the killer, and even though he was a horrible human being, I felt like on some level she needed to pity his horrible childhood. It felt like she wanted him to have a horrible childhood, to pay for the things he had done in adulthood, but that felt backwards to me, as his childhood was so obviously the cause of his psychosis. It's one thing when the killer was a privileged child with a picturesque childhood - it's quite another when he was physically and mentally abused. Joe, who seemed to have an excellent childhood, came off as preachy about a hurt she couldn't even begin to understand.
That being said, the aspects I disliked felt very minor compared to the excellent plot, pacing, and prose. I loved the loyalty between the brothers - it really did come down to how far you would go for family. The biggest twist came about halfway through the book, rather than at the end, and this really helped keep my attention. I don't like it as much when the books drag on and on with a thousand unimportant leads before finally discovering the truth. Joe was pretty likable as the main character, and the more minor characters were even better. Mack, Mike, and Holt had really different personalities, and I loved how they weren't cookie-cutter. The authors did a good job of showing the negative aspects of everyone's personalities, which I find some authors don't do. You had a reason to like and dislike each character and, just like in real life, you had accept both the good and bad parts of everyone. The story itself was magnificent. I really loved the way the authors wrote the killer, the subtle things they added to increase the mystery, things where you could later look back and say, "Oh! So that's why!" There was something fishy about each person they questioned, and the way it all pieced together was splendid.
Overall, it was an extremely interesting book with only minor flaws (and what book doesn't have them?), and it contains the strangest psychological aspects that really move the story along. I loved this book, and immediately after I finished it I requested every other book by P.J. Parrish that exists in my library's catalogue.