Everything but a thriller! Terrible!

600 pages pure boredom. I wonder how the concept Martina Cole works. For this writer, I would like to extend the evaluation framework at Amazon to 5 negative points (eg 1-5 dustbin).
Shallow, almost without profile figures, a really retired police officer who lives with a former city known crooks, its successor is still supported by her on duty and a few more faceless Supporting Actor wondering 600 pages long and over again: What I've felt, what I feel and what I'm feeling. Nearly 150 chapter covers this concoction. Nearly every begins with the name of the participants, followed by a description of the current and the previous state of the person. After an average of nearly 4 pages per chapter is not much time to take a thread, also comes never even the approach of an action let alone a tension state. We learn how in passing that over time about 10 prostitutes were murdered, some of them in homes that are owned by the spouses of verrenteten investigator, whereupon it separates from that. From now on, the tragedy begins. Hundreds of pages of doubt as to the correctness of that decision, the self-reproach, the reactions of the Left and the compassion of the other performer.

Not a single sensible crime scene description. No pages about how one might approach the offender. The actual investigation is limited to about scattered the entire concoction about 20 pages and to the questioning of fellow relatives of those murdered with almost always the same sly question: "Do you know anything unusual noticed?"

No wonder that after 550 pages do not even have any idea of ​​which area the offender could the victims. It is thought only that this your tormentors might have known. The solution of the "case" hits the reader to the last 20 pages in a flash by the surprising discovery that all the victims lived in the same boarding school, which the offender is immediately exposed.

A publisher of dime novels would not have bought this stuff, because in such a tacking on 60 pages and what needs to happen. The substance of "Hard Girls" is not enough for 20 pages. The rest is the sheer impudence to the reader. The crown of impudence is the bonus material of the book in the form of an interview to me the author. As if anyone would be interested after reading this nonsense yet where and when Mrs. Cole concocted such nonsense and what she eats and drinks here.

600 pages hogwash. But there's 5 of 5 trash and put it in such a with this crap. Shame about the paper.