I must admit that I do find Patricia Cornwell’s Scarpetta books engaging and can easily spend a couple of hours in the pages, after the disappointment of my previous read I approached this one with a little trepidation grasping the notion that lightning cannot strike the same place twice.
A particularly gruesome and macabre murder takes place in Italy, with curiosities that have some significant meaning to the perpetrator. A second murder in Charleston and connections with the psychology research being undertaken by Scarpetta’s beau Benton.
It was interesting to see how the author used the mental manipulations of one deluded character to steer and orchestrate almost puppet like the people with whom she had grievances.
As always the threads are neatly brought together at the end, bringing realization to all the nuances and some hidden aspects, and leaving one cliff hanger, one that has e ready to start the next one in the series, but the person is a copy I can borrow has buggered off oh holiday!!!