“We know that you lie down with men.”
“Who the hell doesn’t at this point? You’d think I had a billboard.”

damn, this one hurt like hell. it had the same brand of desperate action, and the blows just kept on coming. it's insane how small of a frame of time each of these book encompasses, and honestly it's so many feelings and so much stuff happening at once that it can be kinda dizzying sometimes. it took me a longer time than usual to read this i think because it was just so intense all the time, there's barely any breathing room.

even if somers is charming as hell, allowing us to come up for air sometimes, it's exhausting to be in hazard's intensity and rage and, hell, he's such a brute. every time i think it's going to get old, that i'm going to get tired of him, but then we understand him better. and damn if that's not good writing.

i legit teared up with this book, which i still hadn't in this series, i don't think. but this was also the best mystery so far, again the emotional weight kept me from managing to dedicate any brain activity to trying to figure out the mystery, but this one truly threw me off the scent super hard.

also, can hazard please stop almost dying every book???????????