Echoes in Death by J.D. Robb
In Death #44
I enjoyed this one more than the last in this series; there was something that almost reminded me of the early books in the series. Eve was really enjoyable in this one. She was tough but also soft and it was a really nice balance. I’ve always like how strong Eve is but after 44 books and countless novellas, she can feel a bit like a one trick pony. The vulnerability she shows really helps to expand her character and keep her fleshed out.
Roarke has been a fantastic hero from the very beginning and I always love the scenes that include him. But in previous books it’s seemed like he does an awful lot of police work and I’m not talking about the research or electronics digging. I liked that Roarke took a step back in the investigation and wasn’t busting down doors and dodging bullets.
Maybe I’ve just read too many murder mysteries, but I figured out an aspect of the ending almost from the very beginning. I don’t think this has anything to do with JD Robb’s writing other than just being a bit predictable.
3 out of 5 stars
When the young woman—dazed, naked, and bloody—wanders in front of their car, Roarke slams on the brakes just in time, and Eve, still in glittering gown and heels, springs into action. It’s been a long night for the tired homicide cop, and it’s far from over.
Daphne Strazza is rushed to the ER, but it’s too late for Dr. Anthony Strazza. A brilliant orthopedic surgeon, he now lies dead amid the wreckage of his obsessively organized town house, his three safes opened and emptied. Daphne would be a valuable witness, but in her terror and shock the only description of the perp she can offer is repeatedly calling him “the devil” . . .
While it emerges that Dr. Strazza was cold, controlling, and widely disliked—and that he treated Daphne like a trophy wife—this is one case where the evidence doesn’t point to the spouse as the first suspect. So Eve and her team must get started on the legwork, interviewing everyone from dinner-party guests to professional colleagues to caterers, in a desperate race to answer some crucial questions:
What does the devil look like? And where will he show up next?
Published by St. Martin’s Press on February 7, 2017
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