The 8th Confession

So I have taken a break recently from reading the James Patterson Women's Murder Club series having found them becoming slowly more same-y.

When I delved into The 8th Confession I was a little concerned that if it failed to deliver then I may lose faith and not try another but I have to admit to being very pleasantly surprised.

The storyline in this booked seemed to pop along with more pace than the previous few books. It had more mystery to it and mixed two great tales on opposite ends of the social divide. One the murder of a homeless street hero Bagman Jesus and one about the mysterious murders of wealthy socialites.

In this book we finally find Lyndsey Boxers own life moving on a little and an end to the ongoing love triangle between her, Joe & her partner Rich. The other girls don't feature equally,Claire pop's in and out and Yuki has an odd and surprising love thing going on whilst Cindy takes more of a lead as she tries to figure out who killed Bagman.

After this instalment I'm feeling my faith being restored and subsequently will indulge in the 9th novel in the series

Once again, Patterson/Paetro went on storyline overload. Why have one mystery when you can have two, right? Why have one side story when you can have three. Not they were hard to follow or keep track of. (Though I got rather bored with the Bagman Jesus story which at the beginning felt like it was to be the “A” story but quickly turned into the “B” story.) No the problem with so many storylines is that none of them really get the focus or depth they deserve. And because of that they aren't memorable.

And geez. Lindsay's continued dithering over Joe's proposal is enough to drive a reader insane.