Grāmatas apraksts no Goodreads/Synopsis from Goodreads:
A savage crime has rocked a working-class neighbourhood of Boston; four members of a family have been brutally murdered. The father is lying in an intensive care unit, his survival in doubt. He is the principal suspect. Female police detective D.D. Warren, however, is not one to take things at face value. At the same time, Danielle Burton is about to have her life thrown into turmoil; a nurse whose life is at the service of her profession, she has tentatively recovered from a devastating family tragedy of decades before – and the investigation by Warren and her partner is about to throw Danielle’s life into chaos once again. There is one more angle to the triangle: the devotion of a mother, Victoria Oliver, to her disturbed son is about to be tested to the limit.
Izdevniecība/Publisher: Bantam Books
Kā tiku pie šīs grāmatas?/How I got this book?
Lejuplādēju no torenta
Vērtējums/Rating: 4.5/5
Mana recenzija/My review
Tuvojas 25.gadadiena kopš Daniela izdzīvoja, kopš viņas tēvs nogalināja māti, māsu, brāli un pats sevi, bet viņu atstāja dzīvu. Katru gadu Daniela tuvojoties šim datumam uzņemas vairāk maiņu darbā kā ierasts, un strādā viņa slimnīcas nodaļā, kura ārstē garīgi slimus bērnus.
Darbaholiķei seržantei Vorenai prātā ik pa brīdim iešaujas doma, ka būtu pēdējais laiks atrast dzīves draugu un mēģināt veidot ģimeni, bet vienmēr atrunājies ar ilgajām un neparedzamajām darba stundām, kā arī, ka vienkārši nav tam domāta. Tomēr Bobijs kalpo kā pamudinājums kaut ko darīt, īpaši, pēc tam, kad viņa un Anabellas ģimenē skaitlisks pieaugums. Šajā ziņā interesanta autores intervija ar Vorenu pēc recencijas. : )
Jaunākā lieta, visa ģimene tiek atrasta nogalināta un izskatās, ka vainīgais tēvs, kurš mēģinājis izdarīt nesekmīgu pašnāvību. Bet papētot tuvāk atklājas interesantas lietas kā iespējamas finanšu problēmas (bet ne bezcerīgas) un garīgi slims adoptēts puika ar tendenci uz vardarbību.
Nepaiet īpaši daudz dienu, kad jau līdzīgu likteni piedzīvo cita ģimene. No pirmā iespaida varētu domāt, ka abām ģimenēm nav nekā kopīga, bet izrādās, ka ir – Danielas darbavieta, kura piedāvā savu klāstu aizdomīgo.
Kā vēl vienu interesantu tēlu var pieminēt agrāku finanšu haizivi, bet tagad garīgu dziednieku Endrū Vieglpēdi (Andrew Lightfoot). No malas, pārāk neiedziļinoties, var padomāt, ka tāds nekaitīgs kadrs ar vien labiem nodomiem.
Viktorija un viņas astoņgadīgais dēls Evans ir gandrīz kā atsevišķs stāsts, kas atklāj savu saistību ar pārējo vien tuvojoties beigām. Jāpiebilst, ka Evans arī cieš no garīgām kaitēm un mēdz būt īpaši nežēlīgs, bet tādas epizodes mijas ar retām priecīgām, un māte akli tic, ka tikai viņa zina, kas būtu labāk un ka tikai viņa spēj palīdzēt. Bet, manuprāt, tā vien pasliktinot situāciju.
25th anniversary is near since Danielle survived; since her dad killed her mother, sister, brother and himself and left her live to tell. Each year Danielle buries herself in the work and picks up extra shifts, and she works at hospital’s unit for mentally ill children.
Workaholic Sgt. D.D. Warren occasionally thinks that it might be the last time to think about starting a family but always excused herself with long and unpredictable work hours and also that it’s not just meant for her. However Bobby and Annabelle are as a stimulus especially when their daughter is born. In this case afterwards the review there is an interesting interview. : )
The newest case, the whole family is found killed and it seems that father was responsible who later unsuccessfully tried to shoot himself. But after looking into the matters more closely interesting fact are revealed like that the family had financial troubles but not so desperate to kill or that they had adopted mentally ill child with violent episodes.
Not that many days go by when another entire family is killed. From the first sight you might think that there is nothing common between them but there is – Danielle’s workplace, and there are enough suspicious characters
And one of those is former financial shark but now a spiritual healer Andrew Lightfoot. He gives an impression as harmless person with only good intentions.
Victoria and her 8 year old son Evan could be almost another story that reveals its connection to the main one only when the end is approaching. I should add that Evan also is mentally ill and can be very violent and cruel. But such episodes vary with happy ones, and the mother blindly believes that only she knows what’s best for her son and that only she can help, but in my mind only making everything worse.
Lisa Gardner Interviews Detective D.D. Warren / I thought that she became a Sgt. in the second book
Lisa Gardner: D.D.–What do you find most fascinating/frustrating about working with the new guy, crime scene expert Alex Wilson?
D.D.: Alex seems sharp. Knows his blood spatter–I respect that in a guy. ‘Course, he’s been teaching at the Academy, which is one thing, while we’re now standing in a Dorchester home with five dead and carnage in every room. I don’t want lectures, I want results. This was a family–according the neighbors, even a nice family who seemed to actually like one another. Until, of course, the father snapped and killed them all. Or did he? These are the kinds of questions I gotta ask, and Prof Alex better be ready to answer.
LG: When did you know you were going to have your own novel?
D.D.: First time I walked on scene in Alone. Please, I’m five times tougher than fellow detective Bobby Dodge and twenty times smarter. Plus, I look damn good in Jimmy Choos. Let’s see the former sniper do my job in my heels, then we’ll talk.
LG: What’s the most difficult case you’ve ever had to handle? Why?
D.D.: These past two family homicides. For one thing, any crime involving kids wrecks you a little. For another…I don’t believe in coincidence. Here are two families, totally different neighborhoods, socioeconomics, lifestyles, etc., yet they both wind up the same way, dead. Now, what are the odds of two totally different fathers going whacko in exactly the same way? I don’t believe it, but my boss isn’t into gut feel. All comes down to evidence. I would like some. Really, it would be nice right about now. Yo, Alex…
LG: What is the thing you love most about being a Boston P.D. Sergeant?
D.D.: Being in charge, calling all the shots, being the boss. Did I mention being in charge?
LG: What’s on your nightstand? What’s in the drawer?
D.D.: On my nightstand–back issue of the FBI Law Enforcement Bulletin I keep meaning to read. In the drawer–emergency stash of chocolate, couple of condoms (don’t I wish), and a Kindle loaded up with the latest J.R. Ward steamy hot, seriously action-packed vampire novel. Tell anyone, and they will never find your body.
LG: Favorite food?
D.D.: I’ve always been partial to Italian. Which my squadmate Phil, told Alex all about. Now, Alex claims to be a serious Italian cook–apparently his mother is a Capozzoli and they know their Bolognese. A little wine, a little homemade pasta, a little tiramisu. All I gotta do is pick up the phone, tell him a time and date…one phone call. How hard can that be? One little call.
LG: You drive that butch police car all day. What’s your idea of a dream ride?
D.D.: Walking on a beach. No car, no pager, no shoes. Just me, the wind, the waves and the cry of the gulls. I’d probably go nuts within minutes, but it would be nice to give peace a chance.
LG: Can you ever see yourself partnering successfully with another cop? Or are you the quintessential lone wolf?
D.D.: Excuse me, I love my squad and my squad loves me. Neil is one of the finest detectives around, plus better him than me viewing all the autopsies. And Phil–hey, family man, great wife, four kids, works in homicide to escape the violence. Gotta love Phil. They have my back and I have theirs. Life is good.
LG: I’m a woman traveling alone, staying in a hotel. What are your top three tips to keep me safe from psychos?
D.D.: Most hotel crimes have to do with property theft. Unfortunately, a guest walking in on a burglary, or a thief breaking in assuming the room’s vacant only to find a guest present, can lead to violence. Thus, your best defense is to always use the deadbolt, and always advertise when you’re “home,” so to speak.
Bolt all locks anytime you’re in the room and hang out the Do Not Disturb Sign Double-check door is closed and latched (failures happen more than you think) Try to avoid staying in rooms closest to the elevators and/or stairs–these rooms are more frequently targeted by thieves as the location allows for quick getaways.
LG: Do you have any scars?
D.D.: Maybe, but you should see the other guy. Give as good as you get, that’s always been my motto.
LG: What’s the most you’ve ever spent on a pair of shoes? Describe!
D.D.: Silver sequined Jimmy Choos, on sale $500. Should never have bought them, but they’re really pretty and when I wear them, I don’t look like a cop, walk like a cop, or think like a cop. How does that commercial go…? Oh yeah, priceless.
LG: If you had to: dog or cat?
D.D.: No! Never! Don’t even think it!
LG: Tell me something I don’t know about you.
D.D.: I like mobiles. Don’t ask me why. But there’s something cool about looking up and watching the various shapes and colors slowly twist around. Sometimes, after a really bad day, I go home, close my eyes and create mobiles in my head–maybe one with bright origami animals, or another with silver geometric shapes. I let them go round and round, til finally I can sleep. Then when I wake up, I’ll know something critical about the crime–a piece of the puzzle I missed the day before, a clue I’d overlooked. I think it’s from focusing on patterns. That’s what crimes are, really–very violent patterns that a good detective must deconstruct, then rebuild in her head.
LG: Worst crime scene?
D.D.: The mummified remains of six girls on the grounds of the abandoned mental institute in Mattapan. Never saw anything like it, never want to again. Funny, that was Bobby Dodge’s first case as a detective (Hide)–got him a wife, and now a baby girl. But he never talks about it, and neither do I. Sometimes, finding justice for the victims isn’t enough, but it’s all we got. So a good detective walls it up, puts a Do Not Disturb Sign on that section of memory and walks away. Gotta in this job, or you’ll go mad.
LG: What do you wish you knew five years ago?
D.D.: Can a working woman have it all? Five years ago, I sweated my job. I worried I wasn’t working smart enough, closing cases fast enough. Now, I sweat my entire life. Am I working too hard? Missing out on other parts of life? Maybe I should take Alex up on his offer of homemade alfredo, except can I really be the detective I need to be, while trying to be the girlfriend I’d like to be? Can’t figure it out. So I wish that I’d realized five years ago, how good I had it. That focusing only on my policing career was a luxury I’d never have again. Spoken like a true workaholic, huh?
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