The third in the Detective Michael Bennett series, and possibly the best so far.
If you like anotholgies, then this is the book for you. Whilst the theme of these books has always been the Women’s Murder Club, in previous novels the group have always had a collective storyline, incorporating singular sub plots. Sadly not, this time round. In fact, I would go so far as to say it feels as if, under pressure of the Patterson production line deadline, a selection of short stories, perhaps designed as ideas for future books, were just rapidily thrown together with a couple of loose bits of string and some sticky tape.
Also even though I know I can often read a book in a day if I’m enjoying it, the fact that this one took me just 2 hours and 58 minutes to read (yes I timed myself) just says to me, that there really was something rather vital missing from the tale, oh yes, that would be the story.