A review by paulabrandon
11th Hour by James Patterson

2.0

Heaven help me, why do I still read this series? Even worse, I know I'll continue to do so after this one!

There are two concurrent crimes running through this one. There's a rogue cop killing drug dealers. There's a murderer who has killed seven women and left their heads in the garden of a famous actor! Lindsay Boxer investigates both, despite being several months pregnant! Would this even be allowed?

Both storylines are pretty thin. The one about the rogue cop doesn't even come with any surprises or plot twists. Why was it even there? The story about the seven skulls was a bit more interesting, with some okay twists. If they'd beefed up that one and cut out the rogue cop plotline, I might have had something to work with here and rate higher!

Ultimately, this book shoots itself in the foot with the subplot about Lindsay believing her husband Joe has cheated on her. She gets this information in a phone call and NEVER ONCE takes a minute to get her husband's side of the story! This is the sort of Big Misunderstanding you would expect from a cheap, really bad 80s Harlequin book, not a big bestseller that charges considerable coin for you to buy! Lazy, lazy, lazy! And when Lindsay continued to bang on and on an ON about this betrayal, I just wanted to give her a slap. It made me get very fed up with the book and I struggled to finish the remaining 100 pages or so! (Not good if you're reading a mystery!)

Very weaksauce. I'll have to wait a few months before I inevitably read "12th Of Never".