I can't say that I enjoyed this book. It was obvious pretty early on who the murderer was, if not the motive. Since I'm normally hopeless at figuring out who dunnit, that was enough to tell me that this wasn't a very good mystery. I also can't say I liked the protagonist--her tongue twister thing was honestly a bit annoying. The cops handling the case were insufferable and incredibly unprofessional, not to mention just flat out bad at their jobs. The attitude toward sexual assault was weird--he's only doing it to try to embarrass her because he was intimidated by her height? And that's a common, normal reason apparently. And she only felt vaguely disturbed by it, more angry than anything? Okaaay. Also, people from northern states have a reputation for being incredibly unhospitable and unfriendly. Who knew.
The only upside to this book was that it's pretty short and I didn't hate it so it didn't send me into another reading slump.

This was a great ending to the series. Everything from the previous books was resolved but you're left with the sense that their lives and world continue on beyond the end of the book.

I have a very meh feeling about this one. I figured out the who-dunnit long before the reveal, I found Ivy to be a bit oblivious sometimes, and I can honestly say the whole alcohol-as-a-crutch thing is a bit tired. Luckily, it was a fairly quick read.