Judith is a struggling assistant at a lucrative London art dealers but a chance encounter with an old friend introduces her to a special club where being a much-desired hostess can bring in rakes of cash. When she's fired from the art dealers after uncovering a fraud, Judith allows her anger to take control and soon is travelling around Europe bringing down the men who wronged her as she goes.

I'm not really sure what I thought this book was going to be but I definitely thought it would be a bit more classy than what it ended up as. I actually was under the assumption this book was well-loved until i actually went back and checked the Goodreads rating, and it's not actually very popular at all.

I think it did start out quite well, and I was invested in Judith and her dark furore into the seedy underbelly that was the special club. But there was so much tasteless passages in this that were purely there for just the shock factor. Every sex scene was over the top with the descriptions with a lot of vulgar words used, which is fine in moderation but I found it a bit much in this book.

And honestly it just went to kind of bad to downright insane, and I really just to roll my eyes at the plot at that stage. LS Hilton definitely seems to know the art world very well, and it's obvious how much Judith wants everyone to know how much she knows with all the pointless descriptions the readers are given about everything - if I'm reading a thriller, I'm not reading it to learn more about art which I'm not remotely interested in. And then comes a weird kind of bloodlust/murder craze and I found a lot of Judith's plans just really sloppy.

There's just so many problematic things in this book from the emphasis on being thin and beautiful, and forgetting your roots to go forward in life, but not to mention the fat-shaming, oh my god the fat-shaming! I've never read a book that concentrated so much on weight before, particularly with male characters. I don't think there was any time when the character of James was mentioned, when his weight wasn't described in some way. It honestly just made me feel a bit disgusted. He was fat, who cared and why did it matter so much? There was also a point when Judith presumed Steve was asexual because he hadn't shown any interest in her sexually or other women or men despite not having a single conversation with him about his sexual orientation.

I will say there were times the audiobook was quite entertaining, and I think the narrator, Emilia Fox, did a good job. I probably wouldn't pick up the next book in physical format again but maybe if I'm short of audiobooks, I'd get it from my library app.