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James Patterson returns to the genre that made him famous with a thrilling teen detective series about the mysterious and magnificently wealthy Angel family… and the dark secrets they’re keeping from one another.

On the night Malcolm and Maud Angel are murdered, Tandy Angel knows just three things: She was the last person to see her parents alive. The police have no suspects besides Tandy and her three siblings. She can’t trust anyone — maybe not even herself.

Having grown up under Malcolm and Maud’s intense perfectionist demands, no child comes away undamaged. Tandy decides that she will have to clear the family name, but digging deeper into her powerful parents’ affairs is a dangerous — and revealing — game. Who knows what the Angels are truly capable of?


 

Rating: 2/5

I seem to be in the habit of expecting great things from pretty crappy books. It was the same for ‘Crescendo’ by Becca Fitzpatrick, for ‘Fallen’ by Lauren Kate, and for ‘The Forever Song’ by Julie Kagawa (though the last one wasn’t my fault because the first two books in that series were actually good). How can James Patterson, such a famous and widely loved author (the ‘widely loved’ part is an assumption, but I’m pretty sure he’s well-known in the book lovers community because of his ‘Maximum Ride’ series), write such a subpar book? By the end of the first 100 pages, my feeling towards this book was really just ‘Meh.’, and it remained that way for the rest of the book. How did it turn out this way.

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The biggest problem I had with the book was its constant “telling instead of showing” type of writing style. The readers ain’t dumb, we KNOW that something like “quaking in my boots” means that you’re scared! You don’t have to explicitly say “I’m scared” for us to get your meaning.

The cartons were labeled in Chinese. And it might not surprise you at this point to learn that I can actually read Chinese.

You don’t have to tell us this explicitly goddammit, just read the damn thing. URGH. Furthermore, I know that it’s supposed to be written in a confessional style, but the language and the sentence structure belong to an average 13 year-old, not a super smart, what, 17 year old??? Maybe I just didn’t click with the writing, I don’t know, but it annoyed me to no end.

Another problem I had with it was that it was so… boring. I had already figured out that their parents had genetically altered them, and how their parents had genetically altered them, long before they did. And when they did, it was like some mind-blowing crap for them, but it really wasn’t that exciting. Seriously. Also, the investigation of the parents’ deaths was just… lame. Man, I love murder mysteries. They always ALWAYS draw me in. I love the investigation and the piecing together of clues. But this investigation felt like it was just… haphazardly put together. Gods, I also felt like a lot of it was by luck, which is honestly just ridiculous. A murder mystery shouldn’t be like that. DAMMIT I WANTED TO LOVE IT SO BAD. (And let’s not even mention the ending)

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In conclusion, you shouldn’t read this book. It was boring and really not worth your time. I’ll still read the second book cause I’m a big believer in second chances, and HOPEFULLY *fingers crossed* it’ll be much better than the first. Please be better.

P.S. I’m still giving it a 2 star rating because it’s definitely not one of the worst books I’ve read. I didn’t want to throw it against the wall, so at least there’s that.

So, you might be wondering why I wasn’t bawling, screeching, or passing out from shock and horror. Or why I wasn’t running to the bathroom to vomit or curling up in the fetal position, hugging my knees and sobbing. Or doing any of the things that a teenage girl who’s just seen her murdered parents’ bodies ought to do.

The answer is complicated, but here’s the simplest way to say it: I’m not a whole lot like most girls. At least, not from what I can tell. For me, having a meltdown was seriously out of the question.

(urgh)

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