Title: Um, no.
Review: 1. Our heroine calms herself after a nightmare with a Virginia Slim and a Fuzzy Navel Cooler. Um, no.2. Our hero has beaten up a judge.3. A sixteen year old boy listens to Creedence Clearwater Revival on his "walkman." In 2003. Um, no.There are several other anachronisms and examples of reasons I, personally, do not connect with these characters, but these three are the most egregious. About halfway through the book, I completely stopped caring who was murdering the hookers. I admit I skimmed the rest just to find out, and I was not surprised. Horrified, and grossed out, but not surprised.Oddly, the author does the best job when she is narrating from the killer's point of view. That's a little disturbing as well.It seems to me that I've liked books by Sutcliffe before, but this one really misses the mark. Skip it.
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