If Grayson appreciated the picture, she must have been a knockout. He was picky as hell with women. If they weren’t a debutante, he wasn’t giving them a second glance; however, most debutantes didn’t really hang around police stations. Grayson Cooks was still very single.
She told me last night that if I didn’t marry you, I was too ignorant to be her mother.
Recluse was packed with an odd assortment of quirky and interesting characters as well as an intriguing storyline wrapped around a tractionless murder investigation with no leads and inexperienced detectives. I was coasting along merrily, fully engaged in the story (although it took me a few beats to realize the setting was the same town as her previous Love Bug books), when that slippery and crafty trickster known as Jaycee Ford tossed me a heinous and despicable cliffhanger. I am still stamping my little foot and foaming at the mouth in a complete pique. I am fully invested and on the hook with this one, I cannot let it go and must know how this mystery resolves. I was easily drawn to the endearing characters and ever so curious about the crime. Sigh… hurry Ms. Ford. Please! Hurry! Despite her vile cliffhanger, I remain a Faithful Ford Fangirl – for life.