Sunday, October 13, 2013
Well, I loved 90% of it. The narration is excellent, and the suspense had me gripping the steering wheel most of the time. There were several afternoons when I considered taking an even longer way home because I wanted to find out more about Astrid, her housemates, and these mysterious murders that seem to be following Astrid around. She's worse than Jessica Fletcher.
It's also steamy. Astrid, a bike courier, is unknowingly the object of affection of all her male housemates. But which one is killing people, just to get her attention? You don't find out until two thirds of the way through the book, when it switches to the killer's point of view. I think the revelation was supposed to be shocking, but I saw it coming several miles away. And I don't read mysteries very often, so probably other people saw it coming too.
But it didn't ruin the story at all. The only part I didn't like was the end, which left me thinking, "what was the point?" However, I still strongly recommend this book, because now that it's over, my daily drives feel empty, without that British voice leaking juicy secrets about murder and intrigue.