Hartley is definitely one of my favorite characters.
I love her ‘excellent sarcastic wit’, I like how she is so stubborn in trying to find the real killer and save her ex-boyfriend from jail, even though she does it mostly because she thinks it’s her right (and only hers) to kick his ass and she would gladly do that.
“I immediately opened my window, checking outside to make sure Josh had a clear path. The last thing I wanted was for him to get hurt on his way to me killing him”
Now off course this book should come with a big don’t-do-that-at-home warning sign, as it makes no sense at all to try to investigate a crime on your own, or meet some suspicious guy at midnight in a deserted place, but I guess that we all are grown-up by now and we know how to take a book for what it really is – a book, fiction, entertainment.. nothing more.
To get it out of the way, what I didn’t like is how she dismissed so easily every suspect in the crime, usually in less than half page, with only a promisse of not to be the killer from the suspect. What did she think, that the killer would come to her and when she asked if he was the one he would confess in a heartbeat? And why wasn’t she on the suspects list if she was there, even more judging by the way the interrogation went with her saying all the wrong things?
But this is just a tiny minus on a list full of reasons to like the story:
- I liked how Sam was Hartley’s friend (a good friend I might add) and how she constantly supported her. Maybe she wasn’t really doing the right thing but she was a good friend.
- I liked Chase and how there was no love at first sight and no triangle involved.
- I liked the striptease scene (and I know that I told you this before). Of course it was a bit unrealistic as well, but who cares as long as it was quite sexy.
- I liked how Hartley didn’t forgive cheating, even though she was so damn conflicted and it showed.
- I liked how she had her pride, and her brains too from time to time.
- I liked how we kept guessing who the killer might be, and how they all seemed to have reasons for it (not necessarily what I would call ‘a good reason’, but I don’t think a killer stops for a moment to think if he has a good reason or not to end someone’s life, right?)
- DId I tell you that I really liked Hartley? Oh, yeah.. I guess I did.
I stared at a spot of lint on my comforter, blinking back a piece of dust in my eye. (Yes, dust. It was not tears. I had allergies. Probably from having hidden under Chace’s bed. No way were they tears, and no way did they mean I had any feelings whatsoever for Josh.)
All in one this was a very cute book. It made me laugh from the first page to the last one and I had a very great time reading it.
Funny bottom line:
“That craptastical, gutless, son-of-a-cactus-humping butt monkey!”