Review: Just Couldn't Believe In The Plot
Rating: 3 out of 5
Date: 04 25, 2013
This had all the makings of a sexy thriller.  So what happened?It wasn't really sexy.  Titillating maybe.  The fact that the hero kept hiring the heroine to lap dance for him gave the sexual relationship a rather sleazy look, from which it never quite recovered.As for the thriller part, the thrills were conspicuous by their absence.  Somehow the book kept missing the mark.Why?  Well, I couldn't suspend my disbelief and accept the plot.Do US law enforcement officers really spend their time at strip clubs in the line of duty?  Come on!  It just doesn't make sense when you can simply drag the suspects in for questioning.  Does the precinct have the petty cash to pay the lap dance expenses?  I shudder to think that this is the way US taxpayers money is being spent. If this is the way it really goes, the United States is in serious trouble.Trevor, the detective investigating the murders doesn't seem to have a boss.  He just does what he pleases.  He seems to have all the authority in this investigation.  Also, he has no discretion.  He cannot button his lip.  He tells Kylie, the young stripper with whom  some murders have been associated that he is about to arrest a suspect.  Kylie promptly blabs to her fellow strippers who inform her that the suspect has been cleared.  I'm sure the Los Angeles Police Department couldn't possibly be that transparent.  Otherwise, they'd never solve a case.And don't get me started on the ethics about a cop getting into a sexual relationship with a possible suspect in a murder case.As a story of twins, one 'good' and one 'naughty' twin, it had possibilities.  As a story of two young girls trying to make it to the top after starting life on the wrong side of the tracks, it had promise.  As a story of a quiet sister stepping out from the more domineering sister' shadow, it had potential.  But as a love story, it was way too cheesy and cliched.  That final scene where Trevor performs an impromptu striptease to  a Prince track had me drying my eyes.  From the laughing.  Especially when Trevvy baby produces a diamond ring from his jeans pocket  (After inviting Kylie to put her hand in his pocket....yes I'm serious....)From what I've read, I realize that Samanthe Beck has it in her to write a fantastic book.Unfortunately, this was not it.