In a decrepit, long-empty New York building, Lieutenant Eve Dallas’s husband begins the demolition process by swinging a sledgehammer into a wall. When the dust clears, there are two skeletons wrapped in plastic behind it. He summons his wife immediately—and by the time she’s done with the crime scene, there are twelve murders to be solved.
Dallas and Roarke do it again, solve murders while juggling the home life and love. I hope they never make these books into a movie because no actors could ever live up to what I imagine in my head. While in some of her books, Dallas is hot on the heels of a murderer who is still out in her city committing more murders, these are old ones. The ages of the victims, bring out her past, as well as Mavis’, something that hasn’t been delved into very deeply in past books. The twist at the end is very neat, you can sort of catch a glimpse of it early on, but you can’t quite be sure that what you think is true of the storyline. If you like J.D. Robb, you will surely enjoy the newest installment of this series.