On a lovely evening in Kanner Lake, realtor Carla Radling shows an "English gentleman" a lakeside estate---and finds herself facing a gun. Somebody wants her dead! On the run, Carla uncovers secrets from her past that could destroy some very powerful people. What can stop the assassins from trying again?
Honestly, I don't know how the realtors market in Kanner Lake but you won't see me trying to buy a house up there. Pretty much everyone gets traumatized in some way whether by being killed or tormented. Carla has the lucky fortune of trying to sell houses but dodging being killed in the process. This book deals a lot with Carla's past which she has been trying for years to keep hidden. What I found interesting is that secrets in the past can be more painful or hurtful than what can actually happen to you today. Stories involving politics can be a bit tricky to handle especially in this day and age, but Collins manages to weave everything together in a tight web of intrigue.
This book, even though while suspenseful right up to the end, was not as scary as Collins' other books. There is still nail-biting nervousness while you read that will make you want to stay up to finish the book, but nothing that will keep you scared to sleep at night. I think I read in a previous interview with the author about how someone got upset because a condom was mentioned in the story. Honestly, if that is what you're going to focus on in this book, you really didn't read the book. I didn't find the book to be preachy at all, just a really good (but clean) suspense story that leaves you at the edge of your seat. The story clearly shows how Brandilyn is an expert at keeping her readers at bay regardless of what story she weaves. I'm looking forward to the last book in the series where I'm hoping (but seriously doubting) that peace will finally come to the residents of Kanner Lake.
Crimson Eve by Brandilyn Collins is published by Zondervan (2007)
This review copy was provided by the publisher
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