Right now, I don't think I am going to finish this one. Here is the problem: Alex Powell has no emotions. Everything is a joke to her. She walks in to find someone whom she classifies as a friend dead and foaming at the mouth on the bed and she just accepts it. No tears, no serious reflection of past friendships; she instantly starts annoying the police officers, playing guessing games, etc. etc.
I don't think this is a book for teenagers, it would bore them to tears. When the main character doesn't care about the dead person, how is the reader supposed to care? This is the main flaw of this book and why it just doesn't work for me.
Edit:
So, I finally finished this and it took forever! So, let's get started:
The Bad:
1. This is not a book that should be taught. Ever. For any reason unless it's college level and even then, why would you torture college students like that?
2. Alex Powell is one of the most annoying characters I have ever read about. The problem with her is she is supposedly very intelligent and yet, her priorities are screwed up. She frowns upon cheap wine but is okay being in the company of other snobby Black people who throw the N---er word around without a care in the world. Huh? What? How is this okay? She frowns upon scantily dressed women but is okay with her future boyfriend jokingly calling a woman a bitch... I'm sorry... what?
3. Alex has the emotional maturity of a pre-teen. Everything warrants a smart alec one liner. Someone hits your car and threatens to kill you and you object to calling the police because...? A man has a gun and a thermos of acid and is threatening you and you have no emotion, no fear, just the thought of correcting his grammar and thinking about your wardrobe... Right.
The Good:
1. The plot, underneath the hundred pages of fluff, was actually interesting. I wanted to know who killed Everett.