Having been so disappointed with a recent Patricia Cornwell, I thought I would try one of the older, non-Scarpetta, books.
All I can say is, glad I got this from the library. 180 pages, 27 lines to the page, 10 words to a line, I make that (counts on fingers) under 50,000 words. Imagine paying 13 squids for 50,000 words, and then realising that it was that short because the author just couldn't be bothered to create three-dimensional characters, or sow the seeds of the solution more than about three chapters from the end. As Johnny Rotten said, "Ever had the feeling you've been cheated?"
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