Girl in the Water by Dana Marton

Girl in the Water by Dana MartonGirl in the Water by Dana Marton
Series: Civilian Personnel Recovery Unit #3
Published by Dana Marton on October 11th 2016
Pages: 396
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After the death of his wife and twin sons, Army vet Ian Slaney is a shadow of his former self. On the path of self-destruction, only his best friend’s disappearance in South America pulls Ian back from the ledge. He rushes to Brazil, only to discover that his friend was murdered.

The single lead in the case is also the single biggest obstacle—Daniela, a mysterious beauty very much in need of protection, with a host of secrets hidden in a dark past. As the two of them track down clues and try to untangle an impossible case, they draw the attention of all the wrong people, and danger follows them back to the US.

Ian wants the murderers. Daniela wants Ian to acknowledge the hot sparks of passion between them. But convincing Ian to set aside his protective instincts proves more difficult than turning an anaconda vegetarian.

Quite a mesmerising read, although it’s admittedly not the type of story that is easy to get into where the leads have a clear path to each other. In fact, I nearly gave up on it in the beginning because of the subject matter and the vast distance that separated the characters which couldn’t seem to be closed at all.

But Dana Marton has a style that sucks you in easily and Daniela’s and Ian’s fraught history is spellbinding yet far from perfect. It’s forged over years of connection and moves from guardian/child to partners and equals in a way that makes you want to root for them. Above all, it’s memorable because of how unusual and unconventional this pairing is, I liked that the age difference wasn’t played up in a way that made this gulf even wider, even though they never quite got together until the end.

There’s also a strangely jaunty tone at times – I found myself laughing out loud – that might or might not have been intentional and added some quirk to a book that would have been more gravely intense and angsty without it. That being said, I still find myself at a proper loss for words having got to the end in a single sitting, which can only be a good thing, isn’t it?