A dead girl lies on a blood-soaked mattress, her limbs spread in a parody of ecstasy. The scene matches a series of murders which ended with the conviction of Derek Tyler. But Tyler's been locked up in a mental institution for two years, barely speaking a word. Criminal psychologist Dr Tony Hill thinks this is not a copycat murder but something much stranger. Hill heads towards a terrifying face-off with one of the most perverse killers he has ever encountered….
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"Enjoyed this one"
I enjoyed this fourth book in the Tony Hill and Carol Jordan series, more than the previous three. I think I am getting used to the narrator, and his poor attempts at regional accents bothered me less than previously. This book has plenty of twists and turns and really keeps you guessing right up until the end. A little far fetched in places but I got past that and managed to ignore the silliest aspects which ( to me) stretched believability almost a little too far in places. Great read though. Looking forward to the fifth instalment
I love this series so much this might have been the best one so far
"Disappointing on a number of Levels"
I found this story weak and the narration did not work for me with Mr Reichlin failing to provide reasonable accents. It would have been preferable to have true northern and north east accents but better to have none than this half way house.
This one kept me guessing right up until the end. Loving the character development - fourth book in fifth week of this series!
Fast paced from the outset. Another Triumph in the series.
The narration is a bit dubious in parts with some of the accents almost laughable. Get past that and you're in for a treat. The now familiar characters are great to follow and the plot is a complex one.
"Not my thing"
I had to force myself to persevere with this book. It took a while to get into the threads of the story and I found the narrator's voice too clipped and his accents poor. Several details annoyed me too - the gambler on the fruit machine was irish, the two guys selling knock off goods were Asian and the 'loose card' copper was a scouser - all very cliché. The thread relating to the two boys played out reasonably well although the ending felt rushed but the story around The Voice was just beyond credible. The city setting sounded more like a scene from East enders (same cheracters always cropping up in the caf) and the idea that a new prostitute and 30 undercover cops wouldn't be noticed a couple of weeks after two murders on the same patch is laughable. If books about lesbions, prostitution and sexual deviants are your thing you may enjoy it.
Shockingly bad reading in a mainly South African accent with the main female character sounding like a strangled Welsh trannie.
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