An easy read with an interesting premise, but nothing to blow your socks off. Detective novels are not my favourite type of mystery, and it almost always has to do with characters. In this one, I felt like all the women were somehow in the backseat, even the FMC, and they all seemed to be somewhat infantilised and/or wimpy. I grew weary of Sarah's woe-is-me attitude. You'd think that prison would harden a person, but it seems like you can still come out a blubbering, self-pitying mess.

There was a lot of telling and not showing. Descriptors used instead of names often felt unnatural and kind of cringy, as did the characters' inner monologues. The ending felt underwhelming and had loose ends.