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Quite frankly, one of the most unconventional detective novels I've ever read. But I liked it.

Claire gets a job to find the root cause behind the death of well-liked prosecutor who died during the storm. And that's where our mystery begins.

I've literally never read a novel with a detective whose behaviour was as outlandish as Claire's.

To clarify, here are some things she's done and claimed to have done over the span of this novel:
> smoked pot on the job
> dropped out of school at 17
> smelled consistently of stale booze and cigarettes during the end of her teen years
> harassed a more than a one receptionist to reach another individual
> used drugs to attain an altered state of mind to solve the mystery

Not necessarily in that order.

All of which methods, made me give the page a re-read or two.



Oddly enough, or rather seemingly enough I more than enjoyed. Her unconventional behaviour as a detective more than drew me into her persona and the story as a whole.

At times I was very confused. I would sit there with whatever pieces I could understand and still be very confused as to where the plot was going.

And while I might call that a flaw for most books I read, that type of attitude seemed intrinsic to this plot. As if I wasn't really supposed to be able to piece it together.

That feeling was heavily enhanced by Silette's contributions that also made little sense to me for the most part.

Interestingly enough, despite the how swell the ending seemed to be, Gran managed to end the novel in a more depressing note. One that's managed to hook me for the next books.