Twelve Days of Murder

I was so looking forward to this book, just the title is enough to spark my interest, but unfortunately it didn't work for me. I only reached chapter three, but allow me to say why it didn't work out.

First, the Prologue (I actually don't know if it was called that and I don't feel like checking) went to such an obvious conclusion. I can't tell if that was necessary or not since I dropped the book, but it did make me sad and also made me wonder why do that.

Second, the dialogue was so unnatural, so tedious, especially when Frank recalled one of his former cases. Who says it like that?

Third, do schoolboys not get crushes? The 'schoolgirl with a crush' comment really bothered me. I dislike it so much when these type of expressions are used, what does that mean? That boys don't get crushes? That if they do they are somehow inferior because only schoolgirls gets crushes? Grow up!

Fourth, Aaron has no common sense. He's literally a suspect in a murder case and he's throwing himself at the lead detective in the most forward and rude way. But wait! After carefully planning to 'accidentally' bump into said detective in such detail, down to the amount of coffee that's being spilled on the same detective's coat, he realises how ridiculous he's being. Just like that, in less time than it takes one to snap their fingers. It came out of nowhere and he back-paddled so fast. This man looked Frank up, stalked him online until he found out where he usually gets coffee, then he went all the way to the coffee shop Frank frequents and stalked him in real life just so he would 'accidentally' bump into him. Then nothing. It makes no sense whatsoever.

Fifth, after Frank's gut feeling tells him there's something off with Aaron, that he's hiding something and that he's suspicious as fuck, right after Aaron says 'oops, sorry' he all of a sudden likes the guy. Get some self respect, Frank!

Those are five reasons why I don't continue reading this book and all that in less than three chapters.