Old habits die hard, and in my case almost never. So after a few non-suspense thrillers, I craved some murder, clues and spunky detectives. The Echo Man delivered and then some. 

It begins with a prologue to a murder several years before. Then the inner consciousness of the killer speaking to the reader and moves to present day. Honestly I hate reading into the mind of the killer. I love reading into the detectives mind. See I’m a solutions focused person. Not a problem focused person. Cannot whine about the same thing more than three times. If I am, then I know I’ve got to change the situation. Not saying serial killers are whiney, but they seem pretty hung up the same profile of victims! (Breathe through that cringe I know you had and stay with me). 

The book has two detectives again, one a seasoned detective from the prologue in the book, and one a mid seasoned detective. The seasoned one seems quite suspect through the book until the end when all the pieces come together. 

The writer is excellent at writing suspense, if I dare say, better than Alafair Burke. The writing is brilliant, the characters do not rely on stereotypes and are developed quite thoroughly. 

Read this for that extra bit of gore you may have been looking for in a murder mystery.