I'm not much of a musician fan. I mean the kind of musicians that are famous and screwed their way to the top. Or their daddy or mommy was a musician. So this book is about some singer's stalker and Kathryn Dance who is supposed to "read" body language can't figure out the stalker is killing everyone in the general area until the last few pages. Meantime he frames other people, there's someone else trying to horn in on a governer's job, so much other stuff is happening that you can't really follow the stalker part of the story with all the sidetrack b.s. to distract you.
Sure Lincoln Ryme and Ameila "the super model", karate expert, diver expert and whatever else she makes up for in talent because Lincoln can only move one arm but they're lovers. Hmmmm where else but a novel.
Anyhow with all this cop presence no one catches the killer till the last few pages. Lots of crap happens between the start and finish it's just a matter of shuffling thru it. I wasn't happy with the singer-music aspect of the novel so I didn't really like it at all. If you like music and famous star people you'll like it.
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