Published by Simon & Schuster
Synopsis:
#1 New York Times bestselling author Kathy Reichs steps beyond her classic Temperance Brennan series in a new standalone thriller featuring a smart, tough, talented heroine whose thirst for justice stems from her own dark past.
Meet Sunday Night, a woman with physical and psychological scars, and a killer instinct. . . .
Sunnie has spent years running from her past, burying secrets and building a life in which she needs no one and feels nothing. But a girl has gone missing, lost in the chaos of a bomb explosion, and the family needs Sunnie’s help.
Is the girl dead? Did someone take her? If she is out there, why doesn’t she want to be found? It’s time for Sunnie to face her own demons because they just might lead her to the truth about what really happened all those years ago.
I have read some of Reichs’ books in the past, though I think they were all part of the Temperance Brennan series.
It’s odd, but no matter how much I want to love these books (and I do really enjoy her stories and her mystery building), I just can’t seem to get on with her writing style. Reichs writes in very short, sharp sentences that just don’t get through to me.
It’s the action and mystery that makes this story and the characters aren’t relatable enough for me to really get involved.The main character in this book, Sunday Night (a nod to the mandatory silly name in cosy mysteries), is a troubled ex-police officer with a shocking past. She’s been enlisted by her friend to take on a private case to investigate the disappearance/possible murder of a young woman whose background bears similarities of her own.
Sunday is your stereotypical tough female protagonist, she’s unbelievably badass, sarcastic and fearless.
During the course of her investigation, she finds herself being drawn into something much bigger than she could have imagined.
As ever, my main hook when it comes to books is being able to identify with the characters in any meaningful way and honestly, I couldn’t. The mystery was well written and the story suspenseful as well as satisfyingly well researched but I’m going to finally do myself a favour and just appreciate Reichs as my hero for creating Temperance Brennan. The series Bones got me through A-level science as I binge watched my way through all night revision sessions. I’m going to have to accept no matter how much I wish it wasn’t so, her writing just doesn’t do it for me.
I say ‘going to have to accept’, but I have no intention of accepting it graciously. I’m going to bitch and moan about somehow being too defective to enjoy the way my favourite stories are told. It’s a weird problem for any reader to have – has anyone else ever felt this way?
If you’re a Kathy Reichs fan, I’m certain you’ll love this book – this book takes on some very dark issues and is non-stop action throughout.
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