72. The Alienist by Caleb Carr
A murderer is preying on male child prostitutes in 1890s New York and an alienist (those who treat people with mental illnesses), a journalist, a female police secretary, and two Jewish detectives come together to investigate. This was less of a ‘whodunnit’ and more of an exploration of the infancy of offender profiling, which I found really interesting. I also enjoyed the depiction of New York and the weaving of historical figures, such as Theodore Roosevelt and JP Morgan, into the story. The murders were grim, especially considering that the victims are children, but I found the book really interesting, if a bit long.
73. The Wolf Den by Elodie Harper
The Wolf Den is the story of a group of women, who are slaves in Pompeii and are forced by their owner to work in a brothel. I couldn’t put this book down, despite it being a difficult read in places due to the suffering of the women (I didn’t think this was graphic or gratuitous, just sad and angering and I would have loved to be a character in this book - armed with a big, rusty knife). I particularly liked that the characters were well rounded and hardly anyone was purely bad or good. I really enjoyed this but I assumed, with no real evidence other than the similar timing and Pompeii location, that the eruption of Vesuvius would be a plot point. When you are expecting a bloody great volcanic eruption to wipe everyone out everything else feels a bit anti-climactic.
- A Familiar Sight by Brianna Labuskes
Gretchen White is a psychologist who consults with the police on murders. The twist is that Gretchen herself is a non-violent (although this seems to take some effort on her part) sociopath. After the death of her lawyer friend Gretchen investigates the crime committed by the person her friend was currently defending - a 13 year old psychopath. This was a kindle unlimited crime book so I wasn’t expecting too much from it but I thought it was one of the best crime books I have read in a good while. I didn’t see the ending coming, at all, which is a pretty rare occurrence these days.
- The Poet by Michael Connelly
Continuing my read of Michael Connelly’s books I paused on the Harry Bosch series to pick up this earlier novel as they are all in the same universe, and I HATE to read books out of order. A killer is murdering detectives and leaves a quote at each scene that leads to the crimes being linked. For the second book in a row I didn’t see the ending coming (maybe I’m losing my touch) but this didn’t lift the book above ‘just ok’. Still I tore through it and it kept my interest.