A couple things:

- This book does not know what time period it's set in. Phones (landlines) and taxis exist, but the grand prize for The Hunt is a whopping $75. Best I can guess it's probably set in the 80s (or the fantasty equivalent) ? But the dialogue veers from EXTREMELY modern to old-fashioned, sometimes within the span of sentences, and I got pissed off trying to paint my own damn picture.

- I could not give two licks about the main characters. I found Wes to be slightly more tolerable in the beginning, but that was changing fast. Maggie has as much personality as a off-brand cereal box. 

- I need us, as a society, to collectively look inwards and reevaluate our definition of "Slow-burn". It took a whole 5 chapters before our MCs were getting their breaths stolen by the sight of one-another. Blegh.

- I'm sorry to say I found the writing clumsy and awkward instead of lyrical and lush, like everyone was insisting it was. And oh GOD the exposition. So much telling. All the time. Constantly. 

TL;DR: I wanted to like this, but it's chock-full of too many things I hate. I'm sure this will work for some people, this just wasn't for me.