The fourth novel in the Sunny Randall series sees our favourite Boston PI face up to her ex-husband marrying someone else, and agree to help a troubled young woman locate her birth parents.
Parker is an impeccable stylist, but for my taste there’s way too much upfront back-story, and emotional wallowing as Sunny moans to her new psychiatrist. In fact, it’s a tribute to Parker’s penmanship that I carried on reading the book. Thank God I did, because when the pace picks up WOOSH. Once again reading Parker’s prose becomes one of my favourite things to do in the world