This is remarkable...for all the wrong reasons. How JK could move from this utter drivel to the skill and pace of The Brutal Art is incredible. The writing is peppered with inconsequential flash backs and detail of characters and settings which bear no relation to and have no impact on the plot...but then, ah the plot. Secretary's boss dies. That's pretty much it. Nothing else happens, but JK spreads this lack of invention over 400+ pages, the last 100 or so of which are truly incomprehensible. Why at 300+ pages in do we learn about Gloria's brothers acting debut in The Importance of Being Earnest"??? At time he writes like a primary school pupil, thesaurus at hand for a more interesting word, which proves the point that less is so more. I should have been warned off by the tag line, writ large on the cover "Who can you trust?". WHOM for goodness sake. I read and loved The Brutal Art and was prepared to give this first stab a go, but I should have taken other 2 and 1 star reviews more seriously. This is terrible. Had it not been by the Kellerman infant, there is no way a publisher would not have thrown it back saying, what is this supposed to be? It most definitely is not a thriller. AVOID.