A neighbor caught me reading this book on my walk yesterday and was so excited to see a new Patterson. “How is it?” he asked, breathlessly. “Meh,” said I. “It’s a Patterson–double-spaced, two page chapters, and end paragraphs of two words.” (presumably for some type of dramatic effect) Lindsey Boxer and her errant husband Joe are at the heart of this book in the Women’s Murder Club. Concurrent crime sprees run throughout the book and the wrap-up, while satisfying, leaves little admiration for the WMC collective skills. Worth checking out from the library, but would have resented buying it at a used book sale.
Review Submitted by: Jane Kostenko
Challenge: A book with a number in the title