Oh look its the return of the worlds most troubled therapist, Freida Klein. Seriously the woman should carry a warning. This time Freida is the main suspect in the murder of ex boyfriend, Sandy. After his body is discovered in the Thames, Freida finds herself with blood on her hands that somebody else painted there.
So, as sensible and rational thinking as ever, Freida decides to abscond from the police and try to solve Sandy's murder herself whilst also, hiding from the police. And of course although Freida swears blind she won't involve her ragtag group of friends and relatives in her crazy decision, she constantly involves them and puts them into difficult circumstances left, right and center.
As well as becoming a children's Nanny with no references, c.v or DBS check, she also becomes a murder detective, interviewing various people and attempting to assign blame.
Yep, Freida is busy, busy in this novel, as ever.
I still despise Freida, she annoys the hell out of me and I struggle to sympathize with her at all, but yet again, it is such a fantastically crafted plot, intriguing and brilliant, supported by the usual's, mainly the fabulous Josef, that it doesn't really matter whether or not I like Freida, because I like the world the French's have crafted together. Obviously, Dean Reeves is lurking away, only this time, he is a little more brazen than ever before. Special mention goes to Dect. Sarah Hussain who the reader can really sympathize with as she spends much of novel thinking "what the hell" every time Freida does or says something.
Four stars for the fifth book in the crime series, hopefully by the time Freida reaches Sunday, it'll be wrapped up perfectly.
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