Fantastic thriller. I finished this book in a matter of days. I was reading another one concurrently or I would have finished sooner. The basic premise is a married couple are running a funeral home in a small town. The wife is selling “parts” off the dead bodies to make more money because there’s money in those parts and she’s, to put it bluntly, a stone cold killer. There’s a lot more money in black market organs though, so I’m sure you can see where this is going. Then a kid goes missing. Her husband is a pretty docile sort, but this is just about the last straw, goshdurnit.
The moving pieces in this story are really intricate, from the alcoholic mother of the first missing kid, the loving couple of the second missing child, who snuck (sneaked? Meh, shrug), out of his room out of guilt to find the first kid, who was his best friend. The guilt was rising from a fight they’d had right before the first kid disappeared. There’s a twin to the mortician cum black market organ seller, she’s in a psychiatric unit for taking the blame for their foster home burning to the ground after a particularly bad beating she’d endured. Oh, and the black market organ seller is a completely off the rails Martha Stewart worshipper who has a lot of “opinions” about how a home should be kept pristine and has YouTube channels and such devoted to her vocation of “homemaking.”
There’s also a side story of an assassin, a former army soldier going on in the background, which ties neatly in right at the very end of the story and I’m hoping fervently will lead to a second book. This wild ride goes all the way, literally, to the very last sentence of this book. I gasped out loud and looked at my husband and couldn’t not try to explain what the h*ll had just gone on in this book. Absolutely fantastic read. I can’t wait to get more from this author.
The moving pieces in this story are really intricate, from the alcoholic mother of the first missing kid, the loving couple of the second missing child, who snuck (sneaked? Meh, shrug), out of his room out of guilt to find the first kid, who was his best friend. The guilt was rising from a fight they’d had right before the first kid disappeared. There’s a twin to the mortician cum black market organ seller, she’s in a psychiatric unit for taking the blame for their foster home burning to the ground after a particularly bad beating she’d endured. Oh, and the black market organ seller is a completely off the rails Martha Stewart worshipper who has a lot of “opinions” about how a home should be kept pristine and has YouTube channels and such devoted to her vocation of “homemaking.”
There’s also a side story of an assassin, a former army soldier going on in the background, which ties neatly in right at the very end of the story and I’m hoping fervently will lead to a second book. This wild ride goes all the way, literally, to the very last sentence of this book. I gasped out loud and looked at my husband and couldn’t not try to explain what the h*ll had just gone on in this book. Absolutely fantastic read. I can’t wait to get more from this author.