DNF at 17%.

Thanks Minotaur and NetGalley for the opportunity to review this one. 

This is my first Sandie Jones book, and after seeing many of my trusted reviewers love her previous books, I was excited to have the opportunity to pick this one up. So thank you Minotaur for the opportunity

However, I found myself having difficulty wanting to pick it back up and after reading three chapters - I put it down. After hearing from another trusted friend that it took her 100-150 pages to get into the plot, I knew that I just had to set it down. I usually wait to DNF until around page 50 and I made it to page 54. 

Maybe it will get better, but for me I just didn't find my attention grabbed enough to carry on reading. There was too much drunk, middle aged adult pettiness and not enough introduction into mystery to hold my attention. I'm not one to enjoy plots that center around confessions and a lot of drinking. 

Can we please stop using drinking as a plot device in thrillers/mystery/suspense?? Especially so early on in a plot?

I'm sure this book will be great for others, but I don't think this was the right time for me to pick it up. I just wanted to share this review so that others have something to go off. 

I think this book would be perfect for anyone to pick up on vacation or as a summer read. 

I'm still interested in reading Sandie's other books in the future after seeing other friends enjoy the other works.

In the similar words of Cody Rigsby and at the encouragement of my friend Shannon, and I'm sorry if this insults anyone who loved it - 

We didn't survive a pandemic to read shitty books.