And it is good that it comes to this. Those tracks which are so devious that it is essential to have it while Dagir hands before and even in doing so, the facts escape him or remain totally obscure to her.
From the first lines, I have felt some irritation, facing long sentences, including those describing the mouth blown espresso cups on Murano island, javais want to switch to the main thing and shake it all that intrigue snaps into place and then there, amid these detailed descriptions, an intrusion, a fact that breaks everything. The serenity and ambience "good child" who fly in éclats.A From this moment, I have observed and I found out that these paragraphs were slow in stark contrast to the cold reality and the discovery of some things wrong. And i thought that the author may not be made of lorsquelle filling installs a serene atmosphere, she wants to "be there quon" for the anguish that rises in us as in the minds of its protagonists lorsquils saperçoivent nothing that they have mastered and that mostly they do dexplications not found.
The writing of Madame Cornwell is still fussy with technical and scientific developments that may tire lorsquon want a thriller that moves, mind-blowing.
This is not actually that style, this is a thorough implementation of all a set of facts, thoughts that put together will establish a working framework for Kay Scarpetta. While relying on its deductions, it will put in place a strategy.
We appreciate it or not functioning. Me it does not bother me since I do not read many books of this kind following each other.
In summary, I would say that it is not the best Cornwell, which I read, not the worst either and that I have been happy to see characters who have become familiar.