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 Great follow up! September 25, 2008
Colleen Laughlin (Florida)
I definitely liked this one better than I did Hot Blooded. This one captured my attention much quicker than the first in the series. I look forward to reading more about Det. Bentz and Det. Montoya.
Bone Chillingly Good September 15, 2008
Molly (Oxford, AL)
This is the second in the Bentz-Montoya detective series in New Orleans. While I am not a fan of the city itself, Lisa Jackson actually makes me want to live there through her writing. After learning about what makes Rick Bentz tick in "Hot Blooded" this delves into his personal live a little further and I went along for the fun ride. Meeting the beautiful Olivia is only one of Rick's problems. He can not decide if her "gift" is the real thing since as a detective if he can't see or touch it, it just doesn't exist. When there is a serial killer to be found, you better hope that you have got ace detectives like Bentz and Montoya to save the day. With these two no murderer stands a chance.
 Good Sequel May 16, 2008
A Reader
This was a good sequel to "Hot Blooded" but not nearly as compelling.
It started slow. Once it picked up, it was much more interesting. However, it felt like there was too much going on at once and when everything came to a head at the end, you were left feeling like not everything was quite resolved.
I look forward to more books from this author.
 GOOD READ May 31, 2007
Alta J. Heuslein (new carlisle, oh usa)
I LOVE HER BOOKS. HAVED READ A BAD ONE YET. READ EVRY ONE OF HER BOOKS I GET MY HANDS ON.
 That's not writing, it's typing. February 14, 2007
Benjamin Shaw (Greenville, SC USA)
0 out of 2 found this review helpful
I gave this one star because you don't get the option of no stars. The book is a combination of a Harlequin romance novel and a Friday the 13th movie, and not any better written than either. I provide a few examples for the disbelieving. Ms. Jackson's characters frequently "plunge" their hands into their pockets or sleeves. Does a person really do that? I think not. Perhaps "shove," perhaps "force," on occasion, but certainly not all the time. In addition, Ms. Jackson's heroine drives a Ford Ranger. The engine of that Ford Ranger is always "rumbling." Ms. Jackson has obviously never listened to a Ford Ranger. The engine of a Ford Ranger "hums," or perhaps "whines" if you rev it up to a high RPM, but it does not "rumble." The only engines that rumble are old Detroit iron V-8's. A Camaro with a 327 rumbles, or a Mustang with a 390 rumbles, but a Ford Ranger does not rumble. Finally, what are Camel straights? I've never heard the term. I asked a number of people who work at gas-and-go marts. They didn't know what I was talking about. I assume what Ms. Jackson means is Camel regulars, or no-filters. Perhaps "Camel straights" is a New Orleansism, but I don't think so.
When you add that kind of tin ear for reality and dialogue to characters with all the substance of stick figures, the book is masochistically painful to read. It reminds one of the time Truman Capote was on the Tonight Show with Johnny Carson. Carson asked Capote's opinion of some current pot-boiler on the NYT bestseller list. Capote's response was, "That's not writing, Johnny, that's typing."
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