by Lynda La Plante. An English murder mystery, very much like the stories they show on the PBS series "Mystery" where they have paired the dashing older male detective with the younger, new on the job female detective. Set in London, and surprise, surprise, it is about a serial killer. It formed a coherent story, it was well put together and very smooth. I was able to read it for an hour at a time, and would only stop because I needed a break, not because of a glitch in the story. There were a couple of glitches, but they were understandable, because there was a lot going on in the story and it was plausible that these items could have been temporarily overlooked. And it was quickly apparent that someone had caught on to these lapses and was going to follow up on them. Not a great story, but good enough. The only thing I wondered about was the female lead's emotional reactions. Would someone really be that affected by the people she was dealing with? Did the author include this to try and make some connection with her female readers? Are women really like that? Or maybe I am just older and not so susceptible to such flights of fancy. Was I when I was younger? Bit hard to tell really.
Looking on the net I found this is a very popular title. There are at least four different movies with this title, and at least four different books.
Update December 2016 replaced missing picture.
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