Using alternating points-of-view, Damon concisely and efficiently introduces the four main characters, with quick, vividly detailed opening chapters that immediately draw readers in. None of the featured four are doing particularly well in their own lives—Harold is an insecure man with a failing business and a failing marriage, exotic dancer CeeCee just wants the funds to open her own spa, Alex is struggling as an actor and writer, and Helen, a curmudgeonly older woman, feels disconnected from a world that has moved on without her—but their common fear, that they could be next on the killer’s list, unites them. In addition to the external tension of jurors rapidly disappearing, the ensemble cast keeps readers on their toes, with constant bickering and infighting that make this band of unlikely sleuths strangely likable.
Between the zany moments, quick thinking to get out of sticky situations, and humorous gaffs of amateur detectives, readers will relish this roller coaster ride, though some of the story’s descriptions—references to CeeCee paint her as empty but conniving, with “eye-popping boobs, the size of melons” while Helen is branded a “titty bar reject” in one scene—distract from the central mystery’s flair. Still, this is an entertaining, worthwhile whodunnit with a truly enticing cast.
Takeaway: Quick, engaging mystery of amateur detectives tracking down a serial killer.
Comparable Titles: Richard Osman’s The Thursday Murder Club, Benjamin Stevenson’s Everyone in My Family Has Killed Someone.
Production grades
Cover: B
Design and typography: A
Illustrations: N/A
Editing: B-
Marketing copy: A
