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46 In Death
Blurb
There’s
always a reason for murder.
But when a young actress is killed in a swift and violent attack at a
cinema screening, that reason is hard to fathom—even
for Lieutenant Eve Dallas and her team.
It’s
only when bestselling crime writer Blaine DeLano arrives at the
precinct that the shocking truth is revealed. Someone is recreating
the murder scenes from her latest series, book by book. With six more
books left in the series, Eve now knows how the killer will strike
next. But why has Delano been targeted. Could her abusive husband be
involved?
As
fiction is transformed into bloody reality, Eve will need all her
skill and experience to solve this unique case. Luckily for her,
husband Roarke happens to be a fan of DeLano’s work. And he’s
more than happy to work side by side with his brilliant wife—no
matter how dark things become.
Review
Boy
did I love this book. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve adored this series
from book one, but every now and again there’s an instalment I like
just that bit better; this was one of them.
On
the back of plenty of crazy in the world of romance and its writers,
J.D. Robb takes the obsession with writing and (a) writer(s) a few
steps further to a somewhat horrifying level. I can’t imagine
writing murder mysteries and having some crazy person replicating my
murders in real life, but I’m fairly sure I’d never write another
word if it happened to me (or at the very least switch genres).
But,
apart from the gruesome nature (especially from a writer’s
perspective) of the murders, this book is in many ways an ode to
reading, to books and yes, also to writing. This is a thriller, a
page-turner, but there was time to describe the delight of walking
into a well-stocked library, the joy of sitting in front of a fire
and read a book (with a cat draped over your lap). Even for the
murderer it’s an obsession with the written word that motivates
their actions—even if they do take it to the level of cray-cray.
As
usual, all
my favourites were present in this title too. I’m
always delighted to reconnect with Eve, Roarke, Peabody, McNab, Mira,
Nadine and all the others. Eve’s
exasperation with the English language and her very sexy and always
entertaining relationship and interactions with Roarke are staples I
look forward to before starting one of the In
Death
books.
Just as I’m always happy to see Peabody and Eve or Eve and Nadine
verbally spar. In fact, a big part of my love for this series is
probably how well I’ve gotten to know these characters. In many
ways they’ve turned into friends I get to visit with twice a year;
always wishing it would be more, always grateful for what I’m
given. (And, oh my god, now I sound almost as delusional as the
perpetrator in this book.)
I
have to say I’m surprised and delighted that these stories still
bring me so much joy, even after 46 titles. With other series I’ve
become hooked on in the past, I sooner or later lost interest, either
because the books felt too much like more of the same or because the
author started taking the story-line
to what in my eyes was the ridiculous. And there’s no denying that
the In
Death
stories contain many familiar scenes (like those I described above)
but in these books they don’t bother me at all; in fact, that
familiarity is one of my main reasons for always wanting more.
On
which note I only want to add that I’m now more than ready for the
next instalment.
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