15 Minutes of Flame

Meh. The protagonist was too conveniently connected to everyone, stumbled upon too many things, and knew less than she thought she did, but somehow it worked out for her.

I was more interested in her relationship with the police officer than I was with her boyfriend. I'm writing this just a week after I finished it, and I'm not entirely sure of any of their names. Except the skeleton's. That was Patience.