Series: Chasing Evil Trilogy, #3
Published by Mira on January 24th 2012
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The writer becomes the story when crime reporter Mia Hale is discovered on a Jacksonville beach, bloodied and disoriented, but alive. She remembers nothing, but her wounds bear the signature of a sadistic serial killer. After years lying dormant, The Collector has resumed his grim hobby: abducting women and taking gruesome souvenirs before dumping their bodies. But none of his victims has ever escaped and he wants Mia back, more than he ever wanted any of the others.
FBI agent Eric MacFarlane has pursued The Collector for a long time. The case runs deep in his veins, bordering on obsession and Mia holds the key. She'll risk everything to recover her memory and bring the madman to justice, and Eric swears to protect this fierce, fragile survivor. But The Collector will not be denied. In his mind, he knows just how their story ends.
Such an enthralling and riveting read. I’m not too ashamed to admit that my admiration for Leslie Tentler is growing exponentially despite having only read ‘Fallen’.
Mia Hale’s abduction and subsequent escape pulls the Feds into the case and Special Agent Eric Macfarlane, who has a personal interest in this. Together, they need to unravel who is after her before other women succumb to the Collector’s wiles. From the very start, we’re made to know who the killer is (something that really surprised me) but that in no way detracts from the atmospheric conditions that are detailed in the story.
Apart form Ms Tentler’s ability to carve out a solid crime thriller plot, I particularly loved how she handles her characters. They are broken, determined and yet never crossing the fine line into too stupid to live territory as they battle the simmering the tension and attraction. Mia and Eric are such prime examples of how a mature pairing like this should work and the happy-ever-after is always bittersweet, with the lingering hope of a future rather than a cut and dried one.
I’m pretty sure I’ll be suffering a book hangover after this. The inability to move on to another novel because I’m still lost in the world of this one after turning the last page is a sensation that doesn’t occur too often and when it does, I’d be a damn idiot not to seize it with both hands.