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Two Nights: A Novel Hardcover – July 11, 2017
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Meet Sunday Night, a woman with physical and psychological scars, and a killer instinct. . . .
Sunnie has spent years running from her past, burying secrets and building a life in which she needs no one and feels nothing. But a girl has gone missing, lost in the chaos of a bomb explosion, and the family needs Sunnie’s help. Is the girl dead? Did someone take her? If she is out there, why doesn’t she want to be found?
It’s time for Sunnie to face her own demons—because they just might lead her to the truth about what really happened all those years ago.
*Publishers Weekly
Praise for Two Nights
“Reichs’ newest heroine, the polar opposite of cerebral Temperance Brennan, is fueled by a well-nigh uncontrollable rage in her thrilling, violent search for a missing girl so much like herself.”—Kirkus Reviews
“Brennan fans should appreciate Sunday [Night] . . . the star of this fast-paced series launch from bestseller Reichs. [The finale] seems designed for the big screen.”—Publishers Weekly
“The writing is crisp and vivid. . . . The story is cleverly plotted. . . . Reichs’ legion of fans should be encouraged to check out this one.”—Booklist
Praise for Kathy Reichs
“I love Kathy Reichs—always scary, always suspenseful, and I always learn something.”—Lee Child
“Kathy Reichs continues to be one of the most distinctive and talented writers in the genre. Her legion of readers worldwide will agree with me when I declare that the more books she writes, the more enthusiastic fans she’ll garner.”—Sandra Brown
“Nobody does forensics thrillers like Kathy Reichs. She’s the real deal.”—David Baldacci
“Kathy Reichs writes smart—no, make that brilliant—mysteries.”—James Patterson
“Reichs, a forensic anthropologist, makes her crime novels intriguingly realistic.”—Entertainment Weekly
- Print length336 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherBantam
- Publication dateJuly 11, 2017
- Dimensions6.41 x 1.07 x 9.52 inches
- ISBN-100345544072
- ISBN-13978-0345544070
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“Reichs’ newest heroine, the polar opposite of cerebral Temperance Brennan, is fueled by a well-nigh uncontrollable rage in her thrilling, violent search for a missing girl so much like herself.”—Kirkus Reviews
“Brennan fans should appreciate Sunday [Night] . . . the star of this fast-paced series launch from bestseller Reichs . . . a self-sufficient, tough-talking, scarred heroine. [The finale] seems designed for the big screen.”—Publishers Weekly
“The writing is crisp and vivid. . . . The story is cleverly plotted. . . . Reichs’ legion of fans should be encouraged to check out this one.”—Booklist
Praise for Kathy Reichs
“I love Kathy Reichs—always scary, always suspenseful, and I always learn something.”—Lee Child
“Kathy Reichs continues to be one of the most distinctive and talented writers in the genre. Her legion of readers worldwide will agree with me when I declare that the more books she writes, the more enthusiastic fans she’ll garner.”—Sandra Brown
“Nobody does forensics thrillers like Kathy Reichs. She’s the real deal.”—David Baldacci
“Kathy Reichs writes smart—no, make that brilliant—mysteries.”—James Patterson
“Reichs, a forensic anthropologist, makes her crime novels intriguingly realistic.”—Entertainment Weekly
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1
My right-hand neighbor thinks I’m crazy, so she brings me cheese.
I heard the one-two crunch of her boots on the path. A pause, then the oyster shells crunched again.
I lifted a corner of the towel covering my kitchen window. She was already five yards off, a shadow-laced smudge among the live oaks.
Six years, and I still didn’t know her name. Didn’t want to. Had no desire to exchange recipes or comments on the tides.
I cracked the door, snagged the plastic-wrapped package, and shoved it into the fridge.
Truth is, I don’t mind the cheese. What I hate are the sharp little eyes plumbing my soul. That and the pity.
And the goats. When the wind is right, the bleating bullies into my dreams and I’m back in Helmand with the blood and the dust.
Or maybe I’m reading the old gal wrong. Maybe the cheese is a bribe so I don’t murder Billie or Nanny.
My left-hand neighbor hanged himself from the end of his pier. His dog curled up and died by his head. Double suicide. Maggot jamboree by the time the bodies were found.
Arthur was a wood-carver, Prince a collie. I prefer their silent company. Fits my two-pronged plan for life. Need no one. Feel nothing.
I ran six miles and put in time with my free weights. A beer and a sandwich for lunch, then I spent the afternoon shooting Cheerwine cans off a dune at Gray Bay. The beach was deserted and not far away. Nothing is.
Goat Island is a skinny strip of sand just a monkey’s spit wide, uninhabited until Henry and Blanche Holloway rowed over to escape the stresses of 1930s Charleston. Legend has it they spent decades in a hole covered with driftwood and palm fronds.
Now that sounds warp-speed psycho to me.
But Henry and Blanche had one thing right. For solitude, Goat Island is the cat’s meow. Even today there’s no ferry, no paved road, ergo no cars or trucks. No access except by private boat. Outsiders rarely find reason to come.
The few scrappy residents live in cottages cobbled together from wreckage ignored or tossed ashore by Hurricane Hugo. My porch roof is the ass end of a disemboweled rowboat. Goat Lady’s shed started life as Arthur’s latrine.
Don’t get me wrong. I don’t live hole-in-the-ground au naturel batty. I’ve got electricity, a septic tank. All the advantages.
The downside to Goat is the spring mosquitoes, some large enough to carry off St. Bernards. By six the bloodsuckers were organizing into squadrons, preparing to strike. Over and out for moi.
I was home rubbing aloe on bites when the bell above the stove jangled its jerry-rigged warning.
The moths did their frenzied dance in my chest.
I dug the shotgun from my duffel, thumbed shells into the chamber, and crept to a window. The sun was low, flaming the waterway orange and making me squint.
Far below, a figure crouched on my dock, securing lines. Both human and boat were featureless black cutouts against the tangerine glow.
My grip tightened on the stock, ready to pump.
The figure straightened and headed my way. Male. Barrel-chested. Not big, but muscular in a scrawny-arms-and-legs way.
I recognized the confident drill-sergeant stride. The contour of the ragged Tilley hat. Not vintage, just old.
Shit!
I snapped into action. Ammo out and into the duffel, guns into the closet. Liquor bottles, glasses, and dirty dishes under the sink. Yesterday’s clothes and flip-flops heave-ho into the bedroom.
His knock was hard enough to rattle the screen in its jamb. One last look around, then I hurried to undo the inner door locks. Two, then the deadbolt.
He stood with hands on hips, looking left toward the marsh. His eyes were blue, his face weathered as the month of March.
“What’s wrong?” Mouth dry. No one ever came uninvited. No one ever came.
“Something’s gotta be wrong for me to drop by?” Gravelly. Gruff.
“Of course not.” Plastic smile molding my face. “You usually give a heads-up.”
“How? Send a pigeon?”
I said nothing.
“You gonna leave me out here till I need a transfusion?”
I lifted the hook and stepped back. Beau entered, gaze skimming. A cop gaze. One spin around the cottage, then it settled on me, running the same critique I resent in my neighbor.
The scar burned an itchy path below my right eye.
“I didn’t recognize the boat.” Concentrating on normal.
“Getting the gel coat repaired. But what? You were maybe expecting Bowie?”
“He died.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Gonna offer a man a beer?”
I got two Palmetto Ambers from the fridge and we moved to the living room, a small hexagon accessed through a wood-trimmed arch. Ceiling fan, sofa, two threadbare chairs, three beat-to-hell tables. No need for décor. Only Beau and one other were allowed in my home.
Beau dropped onto the sofa, sloughed off the hat, and took a long pull of his beer. His hair was gray and buzzed to the scalp. Had been since I’d known him. Probably since his mama first shaved it with clippers at a kitchen chair.
I sat opposite, knees jutting, feet under my bum. The five-window view wrapped us like an IMAX featuring the Atlantic seaboard.
A picture formed in my head. Beau with a younger man’s face. Hiding his frustration, his pride. Not pleading, but close. Asking a fellow cop to give his foster kid yet another break. Red-blue pulsing his badge and the honky-tonk shack at his back.
Beau raised his right ankle to his left knee. Cleared his throat. Levered the foot up and down several times.
“Had an interesting call today.” Eyes on a Top-Sider as old as the hat. “Lady name of Opaline Drucker.”
That triggered a ping in some remote brain chip.
“Who is she?”
“I’ll leave the telling of that for after.”
“After what?”
“Hearing me out.” Tone a million miles from drop-by casual. “Mrs. Drucker has a problem. I think you can help her.”
“Why would I want to do that?”
Beau took another swig, then set the bottle on the floor. Uncrossing his legs, he leaned forward and looked me full in the eye. “You’re in a bad place, Sunnie.”
“I’m happy as a clam out here.” Arms uplifted to emphasize the level of my joy.
“We both know that’s not what I mean.”
“What do you mean?”
“Look, I get it. You overreacted, you killed the bastard.”
“PSO ruled it a justified shoot.” Curt. The incident was the final straw for the Professional Standards Office, Charleston PD’s version of internal affairs. The end of my career in law enforcement. And ancient history.
“Damn straight it was.” Beau flicked dirt from jeans too faded to qualify as blue. Maybe a bug. “The scumbag nearly took out your eye.”
“No way I’d ride a desk.” Cheeks burning.
“Hell no. I’d have quit, too.”
“You here to remind me what a loser I am? First the Corps, then the job? News flash. I already know.” Meaner than I intended. Or not.
“Knock it off.”
“Get to the point.”
“It’s been six years.”
“Ah. You’ve come to enforce some kind of self-pity statute.” Arm-wrapping my chest and tucking my hands into my pits. “Oh, wait. You’re off the force, too.”
Beau breathed deeply. Exhaled through his nose. Chose his words.
“You can’t hide on this island, talking to no one, doing God knows what to yourself.”
“Yes. I can.”
“You’ve withdrawn from the whole goddamned human race.”
“I have a bestie that lives in my bedside table. Want to meet him?”
“See. There you go. The least little pressure and out come the jokes.”
“I have you.”
“I’m about all you have.”
“And you think I’m nuts.” God knows I did.
“Of course you’re not nuts.” Frustrated, trying for patient. “But you can’t just sit out here doing nothing.”
“I run, I shoot, I fish, I read.” Gut rolled tight as an armadillo under threat.
“It’s not normal.”
“I’ve tried normal. Too many rules. Too much constraint.” Too much rage? I’m a big girl. I can own it now.
“Why are you so goddamned stubborn?”
“It’s a gift.”
I detest explaining myself. To Beau. To the therapists with their gentle eyes and nonprobing questions that probe. To anyone. I changed the subject.
“What’s this got to do with Orphaline Drucker?”
“Opaline. I think helping her could benefit you.”
“Wow. I’m your new project.”
Beau ignored that. “Drucker’s granddaughter’s been missing for over a year.”
“Kids run off. They’re famous for it.” I knocked back some beer.
“She was only fifteen.” A beat, then, “Opaline thinks she’s been grabbed by a cult.”
Unbidden, another cerebral barrage. I sent the images to the place where I keep them all buried.
A full minute. Then I said, “Let me get this straight. I’m to be this kid’s savior because I need saving?”
“Something like that.”
Beau’s eyes were now blue-laser-focused on mine. I stared back, every neuron in my brain ordering retreat.
Still, I bit. “Where’s she being held?”
“No one knows.”
Silence on our side of the window screens. On the other, animated gull conversation about crabs or fish. Maybe trash.
“I don’t know shit about finding MPs,” I said.
“You were SERE.” Beau used the military acronym for Survival, Evasion, Resistance, and Escape.
“That’s different.” It was. But I got his point.
“And how was it you were chosen to teach those courses?”
“Lottery?”
“Right. And the other intel ‘duties’ we don’t talk about?” Air-hooking quotes around the purposely vague noun.
I took another swallow.
The curtains lifted on a breeze smelling of salt and pluff mud.
The room crept a few nanometers from orange toward amber.
Other memories bubbled up. Uneaten bologna sandwiches, blown-off guitar lessons, a lipstick-ravaged wall, once painted pink to please a teenage girl.
Beau tried hard the three short years that he had me. Never got a thank-you from his surly, copper-haired ward.
“Talk about the kid.” I broke the silence.
“Better you get the facts direct from Opaline.”
“A face-to-face meet?” Blood pulsing in the little shallow beside my collarbone.
“You can use my car.”
Taking my silence as consent, Beau pushed to his feet and handed me a blue-lined page ripped from a spiral notebook. Eyes pointed elsewhere, I flipped it onto the table beside me.
When Beau was gone, I tossed the paper into the wastebasket by my bathroom sink. An icy shower, then I armed the security system, checked for creatures outside my windows, and hit the rack.
Sleep was evasive, which is normal for me. But this was different. I’ve spent so long trying not to think about the past, about those two nights, that my insomniac mind tends to focus on the present. Buy butter. Clean the guns. Change the porch bulb.
That night I was visited by a million ghosts.
Product details
- Publisher : Bantam
- Publication date : July 11, 2017
- Edition : First Edition
- Language : English
- Print length : 336 pages
- ISBN-10 : 0345544072
- ISBN-13 : 978-0345544070
- Item Weight : 1.2 pounds
- Dimensions : 6.41 x 1.07 x 9.52 inches
- Best Sellers Rank: #1,575,388 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
- #20,315 in Women Sleuths (Books)
- #28,983 in Suspense Thrillers
- #43,138 in American Literature (Books)
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About the author

Kathy Reichs’s first novel Déjà Dead catapulted her to fame when it became a New York Times
bestseller and won the 1997 Ellis Award for Best First Novel. Her other Temperance Brennan
books include Death du Jour, Deadly Décisions, Fatal Voyage, Grave Secrets, Bare Bones,
Monday Mourning, Cross Bones, Break No Bones, Bones to Ashes, Devil Bones, 206 Bones,
Spider Bones, Flash and Bones, Bones Are Forever, Bones of the Lost, Bones Never Lie,
Speaking in Bones, A Conspiracy of Bones, The Bone Code, Cold Cold Bones, The Bone
Hacker and the Temperance Brennan short story collection, The Bone Collection. Fire and
Bones will be released in the Summer of 2024. In addition, Kathy co-authored the Virals young
adult series with her son, Brendan Reichs. The best-selling titles are: Virals, Seizure, Code,
Exposure, Terminal, and the novella collection Trace Evidence. The series follows the
adventures of Temperance Brennan’s great niece, Tory Brennan. Dr. Reichs was also a
producer of the hit Fox TV series, Bones, which is based on her work and her novels.
From teaching FBI agents how to detect and recover human remains, to separating and
identifying commingled body parts in her Montreal lab, as a forensic anthropologist Kathy
Reichs has brought her own dramatic work experience to her mesmerizing forensic thrillers. For
years she consulted to the Office of the Chief Medical Examiner in North Carolina and to the
Laboratoire de Sciences Judiciaires et de Médecine Légale for the province of Québec. Dr.
Reichs has travelled to Rwanda to testify at the UN Tribunal on Genocide, and helped exhume
a mass grave in Guatemala. As part of her work at JPAC (Formerly CILHI) she aided in the
identification of war dead from World War II, Korea, and Southeast Asia. Dr. Reichs also
assisted in the recovery of remains at the World Trade Center following the 9/11 terrorist
attacks.
Dr. Reichs is one of very few forensic anthropologists ever certified by the American Board of
Forensic Anthropology. She served on the Board of Directors and as Vice President of both the
American Academy of Forensic Sciences and the American Board of Forensic Anthropology,
and as a member of the National Police Services Advisory Council in Canada. She is a
Professor Emeritus in the Department of Anthropology at the University of North Carolina-
Charlotte.
Dr. Reichs is a native of Chicago, where she received her Ph.D. at Northwestern. She now
divides her time between Charlotte, NC and Montreal, Québec.
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"...A fast, breathtaking read that I could not put down...." Read more
"...The book is well written, keeps the writers attention so that one desires another book with a mystery for her (and Gus) to solve with some guidance..." Read more
"...The story line was good and the action was great. Nothing unbelievable about it. I would definitely recommend!" Read more
"A mildly entertaining read. Characters have potential but not well developed, too much dialogue, not enough substance...." Read more
Customers enjoy the storyline of the book, which features a lot of twists and turns and flows beautifully, with one customer noting it's very timely in today's world.
"I loved this book. For its unstoppable action, for its believable straight forward dialog, for its reality that is a memorial to those who were..." Read more
"...This story is complex, shows her strengths as a PI and involved finding a child that had been kidnapped by the JJ cult...." Read more
"...The story line was good and the action was great. Nothing unbelievable about it. I would definitely recommend!" Read more
"...The villains were fleshed out and all too true to life. I eagerly await the next installment of Sunday Night's missions." Read more
Customers appreciate the character development in the book, noting the strong supporting cast and fascinating new hero.
"...for those who escape the madness .... and for its fascinating, complex lead character who wears the transparent shell of the traumatized with a core..." Read more
"The characters in this book are unique, to be sure. I enjoy the writing style of Kathy Reichs and this follows the same one as the Bones series...." Read more
"A mildly entertaining read. Characters have potential but not well developed, too much dialogue, not enough substance...." Read more
"...An entertaining story, even though I felt it was a bit lacking in the character development once I reached the end...." Read more
Customers enjoy the book's pacing, describing it as fast-paced and a quick read. One customer notes that the events are very much of the present.
"I loved this book. For its unstoppable action, for its believable straight forward dialog, for its reality that is a memorial to those who were..." Read more
"...This story is complex, shows her strengths as a PI and involved finding a child that had been kidnapped by the JJ cult...." Read more
"...but found her the bits and pieces presented to be sufficient enough to figure her out...." Read more
"This story is a jumbled ramble of events without an "Ah Ha!" moment of clarity to tie it all together. The ending even fails to do that...." Read more
Customers have mixed opinions about the writing style of the book, with some praising the author's compelling storytelling and talent, while others find it forced and difficult to read, particularly noting that the dialogue is hard to follow.
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"...Characters have potential but not well developed, too much dialogue, not enough substance. Action not particularly realistic, rather cartoonish...." Read more
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- Reviewed in the United States on August 31, 2017I loved this book. For its unstoppable action, for its believable straight forward dialog, for its reality that is a memorial to those who were brainwashed by a madman and died at Waco .... as a pinnacle of hope for those who escape the madness .... and for its fascinating, complex lead character who wears the transparent shell of the traumatized with a core of strength which is the reason for her survival. A fast, breathtaking read that I could not put down. This is Reichs' best, with a cohesive new writing style and a character that grabs you and doesn't let go through a rollercoaster ride. More, please, Kathy. I am hooked.
- Reviewed in the United States on September 5, 2017Sunnis and August Knight are twins born to a mother who had been indoctrinated into a cult. They obviously had different fathers since appearance was so black and white. Yet, they are very close and had been raised by a good man after their "family" committed mass suicide.
Sunnis had a rough childhood, horror filled combat in the military and then injured and put on disability as a police woman.
Now she lives Aline on an isolated island. When called upon, she works as a private investigator.
This story is complex, shows her strengths as a PI and involved finding a child that had been kidnapped by the JJ cult. Thus, many of her unsettled memories of her childhood rise to the surface. The book is well written, keeps the writers attention so that one desires another book with a mystery for her (and Gus) to solve with some guidance from their adopted dad.
- Reviewed in the United States on September 16, 2017The characters in this book are unique, to be sure. I enjoy the writing style of Kathy Reichs and this follows the same one as the Bones series. I like the main character, Sunday. I have many unanswered questions about her still, but found her the bits and pieces presented to be sufficient enough to figure her out. She is unique in that she fights battles when she must and gets help when she must. That is unusually for this type of character in most books. The story line was good and the action was great. Nothing unbelievable about it. I would definitely recommend!
- Reviewed in the United States on July 31, 2017A mildly entertaining read. Characters have potential but not well developed, too much dialogue, not enough substance. Action not particularly realistic, rather cartoonish. Kept reading expecting to really care how it all turned out, but sadly felt simply glad to be done with the book. Loved the Bones series, this does not come close.
- Reviewed in the United States on July 20, 2017I was ecstatic to learn that Reichs was releasing a new novel this year. Then I learned it would not be a Temperance Brennan novel and I grew a bit apprehensive as I am quite the fan of Dr. Brennan. I've never been disappointed in any work created by Ms. Reichs so my concern quickly faded and I preordered my copy of Two Nights.
It was an enthralling, compelling novel. Sunday Night, our new heroine, is a gripping complex character. She is extremely different from Temperance yet they share a vital characteristic: the need to see criminals held acccountable while protecting the innocents. Sunday Night is simultaneously hard and isolated yet deeply committed to her family and her cause. Reichs reveals just enough of Night's history and inner turmoil to explain her behaviors and choices. This lets us, the readers, come to admire and care about Night while still possibly being a bit wary of her. I look forward to getting to know Sunday Night as well as we've come to know Temperance Brennan.
The supporting cast of characters were deftly crafted as well. I am as interested in their stories as I am in Sunday's background. They too were strongly established with lots of room left to grow.
The mystery was suspensefully built up and never dragged along. Events unfolded logically and in at fantastic pace. Any and all twists were firmly grounded in the facts of the story yet still packed a wallop.
The villains were fleshed out and all too true to life.
I eagerly await the next installment of Sunday Night's missions.
- Reviewed in the United States on January 16, 2018Two Nights by Kathy Reichs is a good read. It is fast moving from coast to coast and between. Sunday Night, yes that is our heroin in this new book, was in law enforcement until injuries forced her out. Night is hired by a very wealthy lady to find who had bomb her grandson's school in Chicago and why! Thus begins an hunt into the why and where have these bomber have fled. Once you begin reading, you can hardly put it down. Night has a twin brother who is helping her find these killers. There are so many surprises in her investigation, she wonders why she is so inclined to keep going even after the lady that hired her now fires her. Please note that I have read every book Reichs has written and I have never been disappointed. Rated G, over eighteen. Very little strong language and no sexual activities. DP. Castro Valley, CA.
- Reviewed in the United States on July 18, 2017Kathy Reichs takes takes a break from forensics to pen this accomplished novel. Both a character study, and a procedural, we are drawn in by her scarred recluse of a heroine . Haunted by a dreadful childhood, she has gone way off the grid after losing part of her vision during her time as a police officer. Her foster father disturbs her seclusion to involve her in a case he hopes she cannot refuse. New evidence indicates that a child who disappeared from the scene of a bombing may still be alive. It's a case tailor made to draw our protagonist away from her island into action.
The strength of the novel lies in the specificity of the details and characters. And this is the rare novel about a woman where the characters behavior and choices have nothing to do with any love interest. The plot is driven by the need to find the missing girl and get her to safety while there is any chance to save her.
If you don't know who Dick Frances is, look it up. Or read one of his books. I don't think Frances ever wrote a book in which the main character was female. But I'd be intrigued to know how he would have responded to this. Strong, stoic intelligent and self directed heroes who did not give up were the Francis norm. Here we see those traits embodied by a woman.
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- CRFReviewed in India on January 30, 2022
4.0 out of 5 stars Nicely written.
A well written suspense.
- GrimbleReviewed in the United Kingdom on April 17, 2025
5.0 out of 5 stars a standalone novel by a magnificent writer
Kathy never disappoints. This is no exception.
- Peter the constant readerReviewed in Australia on August 4, 2017
5.0 out of 5 stars Great night
Kathy heads in a new direction with this book. Sunday Night, the heroine is a hippie bogan (unrefined person) with a lot of past. But in intelligence, spirit and tenacity she has much in common with Temperance Brennan though without the science.
At first it is a bit confronting as we get used the situation and Kathy breaks into her stride. Thank goodness this happens round page 10. Sunday is approached to find a teenage girl who disappeared during an explosion. The rest of the family died. The Grandmother wants the story completed. She is old money and forceful. Sunday seems to impress her.
The story brings Sunday in contact with the bombers who are very dangerous characters. They look to be heading for more explosions and Sunday must deal with this threat to find the girl. The action becomes frantic as the gang becomes aware of Sunday and as the details of their plans start to materialise. Leading to a thrilling climax.
Congratulations to Kathy Reichs for trying a new set of characters. The plot is like Clancy or Mclean so will attract readers who might not like the passions of Tempe. I am sure that Kathy can provide a follow up at the same level.
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B.T.Reviewed in Germany on June 5, 2018
5.0 out of 5 stars Kathy Reichs halt
Ich finde das Buch sehr gut. Besonders wenn man nicht Temperance Brennan erwartet sondern sich auch bei Kathy Reichs mal auf was Neues einlässt. Dann hat man sehr gute Unterhaltung.
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André BENATTARReviewed in France on July 25, 2017
5.0 out of 5 stars Ne commencez pas à le lire à 10 h. du soir
Quand vous l'avez commencé, vous ne pouvez plus poser le livre et vous vous retrouvez à lire encore à 4 H. du matin !
Je suis un fan de Kathy Reichs et j'adore la série Temperance Brennan, mais je dois dire que la nouvelle héroïne m'a sérieusement scotché.
C'est bien écrit, avec de l'humour, du suspense et vous vous retrouvez réellement au cœur de l'histoire.
Je souhaite vraiment que ce soit pour Kathy le début d'une nouvelle série.