The pacing was perfect up until the start of chapter 17 (page 75) and then it goes down hill fast. Until Grace and Sam meet, it's a fun, fast paced, completely over the top serial murder suspense book wrapped up as chick lit. Then at chapter 17 it just gives up and becomes chit lit, much to its own detriment. The book should have ended with Sam meeting his match in Grace and paying the ultimate price as just one more of her victims. Instead, the book tries for a Hepburn and Tracy chemistry, allowing the two killers bicker and fall in love to ride into the sunset (literally--they move out west!) into wedded bliss. This is one happy ending I wish hadn't been written. ( )

did not even care enough to finish ( )

I think this would make a better movie than a book. I think that the characters two-dimensionality would work better in a medium known for it rather than a book where characters can be fully fleshed out.

I can’t honestly buy that a person as sensitive as Grace is supposed to be, would have the nerve to kill the men in her life and do it in such a way that she is not discovered. The first murder has a brilliance that I admire. She kills the guy and panics. In her panic she begins to apply makeup in a robotic, trace-like state. The guy’s body is found outside her building and because he’s wearing makeup, he’s taken for a homosexual-hate crime victim. Brilliant! It seemed like the writer ran out of ideas in the end though. A nice, normal ending for a pretty weird book. Too bad conventionality got them in the end. I know it was intended to be scary and thought provoking, but it just fell flat.