calculated in death
in death #36
On Manhattan's Upper East Side a woman lies dead at the bottom of the
stairs, stripped of all her valuables. Most cops might call it a mugging
gone wrong, but Lieutenant Eve Dallas knows better.
well-off accountant and a beloved wife and mother, Marta Dickenson
doesn’t seem the type to be on anyone's hit list. But when Eve and her
partner, Peabody, find blood inside the building, the lieutenant knows
Marta's murder was the work of a killer who's trained, but not
professional or smart enough to remove all the evidence.
when someone steals the files out of Marta's office, Eve must immerse
herself in her billionaire husband Roarke's world of big business to
figure out who's cruel and callous enough to hire a hit on an innocent
woman. And as the killer's violent streak begins to escalate, Eve knows
she has to draw him out, even if it means using herself as bait. . . .
It's finally happened. I skimmed over giant parts of this book.
First, it had to do with finance. When anyone starts talking about finance my eyes glaze over and my mind wanders. Of course, there wasn't tons of detail to bore me to tears, but it wasn't a motive that interested me. And it dragged on for sooooo long. Dallas kept going over the details of the case to everyone and there was very little deviation. Even her psych consults were useless. Mira was there just to confirm what Dallas had already come up with.
For once, the happenings apart from the investigation were more interesting, but we didn't get to dig too deep into those.
I'm sad that I didn't get into this book. I hope this isn't a sign of times to come.