Scorched Grace seems to get mixed reviews, and I think that’s partly due to the style, but it was a hit for me. I enjoyed the noir feel of it, and liked the way it moved between reminiscences of Sister Holiday’s punk past and present piety. 

I will admit that the actual investigation was fairly surface level, and the mystery itself didn’t seem to be the focus so much as a vehicle for the story’s development. I suspected the culprit a few times throughout, but it wasn’t too obvious (even with my suspicions I vacillated a bit about who I thought it was), but Holiday fell into the answer rather than truly sussing it out. Regardless, a solid 4.5-star for me.