At the luxurious Roarke Palace Hotel, a maid walks into suite 4602 for the nightly turn-down - and steps into her worst nightmare. A killer leaves her dead, strangled by a thin silver wire.
He's Sly Yost, a virtuoso of music and murder. A hit man for the elite. Lieutenant Eve Dallas knows him well. But in this twisted case, knowing the killer doesn't help solve the crime. Because there's someone else involved. Someone with a more personal motive. And Eve must face a terrifying possibility - that the real target may, in fact, be her husband Roarke..
This book was slightly different, we knew who the killer was but not the reason and as usual the common denominator was Roarke, his employees were the targets. We do learn a bit more about Roarke and his past and meet one of his childhood friends. We notice how some people change while others stay the same.
I did feel sorry for Peabody and McNab, but that also shows why co workers should never get involved. I keep reading and hoping that the misunderstanding gets sorted. The way that Eve handles the situation did provide some really entertaining moments. That goes to show just how lacking Eve's childhood was.
The nightmares and flashbacks were mentioned again. I know that her childhood would have shaped her and that 8th is important to know but I am getting rather tired of the constant refreshes to the rapes and abuse from her father.
Even though I am enjoying the books, the actual story lines are good, the constant referrals to the same subject matter is getting boring as it is over done. I am reading to see what happens between Eve and Roarke as they don't always see eye to eye, I want to see what happens with Peabody and McNab it would be good if they could work it out and as always Eve provides great action and a strong character.
A trained killer is on the loose. He is attacking people who work for Roarke and has been having his merry way with them. He beats then, rapes them and then finishes them off with his trademark weapon, a silver piece of wire. This guy is a slick criminal, both intelligent and cunning as a cat. He manages to always slip out of Eveā ™s grasp like water.
We get a bit more of Roarke in this book as he feels responsible for these deaths because the victims worked for him. His grief is palpable and shadowing and it was nice to see how the tables turned in this one. J.D. Robb does a great job and is able to portray both the light and dark times of their lives in a way that you feel like you can relate to them.
Most of what happens in this book is pretty evident and it isn't hard to follow, nor to guess what the conclusion will be and who is behind it all. One gret thing about the book was the parts dedicated to the killers point of view, giving more insight into things.
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