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A review by ncrabb
Cold Hit by Linda Fairstein
3.0
This is the third book in a long-running series about New York attorney Alexandra Cooper, part of the city’s sex crimes investigations unit. I wasn’t big on the plot of this book; in fact, the reason I’m recommending it to you is the snappy dialogue that absolutely sizzles and bubbles until you may feel a noticeable increase in heat emanating from the book. Ok, probably not quite like that, but the dialogue is so snappy and well written, it’s worth reading, especially if you’re a writer wanna-be who struggles with crafting good dialogue in your work.
So this book focuses on the murder of a hot and raucous art gallery owner and theft of art properties that may be connected to her death. Being shockingly unconcerned about paintings and their value, I found my mind wandering big-time during the reading of this, but it’s the dialogue between Cooper and her investigator assistant Mike Chapman that kept me reading—and laughing my way to the end of this. The plot seemed a bit contrived to me—the author tries to weave in information about a famous heist from a Boston museum and the mysterious disappearance of an amber room believed to be spirited away by the Nazis in World War II. This isn’t the first book to be written about either incident, and it likely won’t be the last, alas.
The plot moves well enough, and you’ll love the dialogue. My problem with the book is that it’s so filled with shady shadowy characters that I almost didn’t care who did it as long as someone did. Of course, before this ends, it’s not just the flashy art gallery girl who dies. Murder is in abundance here, and there’s a romantic subplot between Cooper and a news anchor.
So this book focuses on the murder of a hot and raucous art gallery owner and theft of art properties that may be connected to her death. Being shockingly unconcerned about paintings and their value, I found my mind wandering big-time during the reading of this, but it’s the dialogue between Cooper and her investigator assistant Mike Chapman that kept me reading—and laughing my way to the end of this. The plot seemed a bit contrived to me—the author tries to weave in information about a famous heist from a Boston museum and the mysterious disappearance of an amber room believed to be spirited away by the Nazis in World War II. This isn’t the first book to be written about either incident, and it likely won’t be the last, alas.
The plot moves well enough, and you’ll love the dialogue. My problem with the book is that it’s so filled with shady shadowy characters that I almost didn’t care who did it as long as someone did. Of course, before this ends, it’s not just the flashy art gallery girl who dies. Murder is in abundance here, and there’s a romantic subplot between Cooper and a news anchor.