Great, great book. I loved this. I'm so used to reading things from a woman's point of view, or if it's a guy it's more action and not emotion. This was a fascinating look at a man wondering about and learning about his wife's actions.
A very slow read that takes FOREVER to develop. I stuck with it although it was easy to put down and ignore for days. Basically, the book is a diary written by a man whose wife, a psychiatrist, has been found guilty of a double murder. While researching her case files for something that could be developed into an appeal, he pieces together the facts of the crime and learns that he has been deceived. The storyline speeds up in the last few chapters and the ending is satisfying. This was not a poorly-written novel; in fact, I enjoyed the author's descriptions, her wit, and the intimacy of the writing. The story just wasn't as riveting as I had expected it to be.
Secrets lurk behind closed doors. Lachlan Harriot, a suburban househusband,ransacks his wife's home-office after she is convicted of the murder of a paroled serial killer who was under her psychiatric care. Lachlan's search for the truth opens the secret door to his wife's life beyond their home.
i have never read a denise mina book that i didn't like, but this, i think, is her best....turns and twists and creepily eats its way into your psyche. the affair is not with the obvious paramour, the murder was done by someone you never would expect, and the denouement slaps you in the face!
I liked this novel a great deal at the beginning - interesting premise and well-drawn characterizations through the eye of the narrator. By the middle of the book, I was starting to daydream through the same repetitive passages and by the end, I was skimming to finish it. However, I found at the end that I had not been patient enough because the pivotal conclusion was finished in several "meaty" pages. I am left wondering if Mina got a call from the publisher asking for the finished manuscript immediately and she had to end it. By then, I had tired of the seemingly endless navel gazing and preening self-importance of the main character, so perhaps it's just as well it ended when and how it did. In my opinion, this book is not a "keeper."