The famous film reviewer Barry Norman once poured scorn on a person who claimed he must have the best job in the world.
'I have to sit right through every movie, regardless of how bad it is, because something brilliant might happen in the last 15 minutes if I left early, and I'd get slated' (or words to that effect).
Reading this book put me in mind of his scorn. When you're asked to review a book, not finishing it isn't an option because the author might his/her stride halfway and produce a brilliant twist that changes the entire book.
Sadly, A Dangerous Talent didn't pull that trick. It's essentially a thriller set in the art world, but it's about as thrilling as a roller coaster with no twists and turns.
The plot is limp, the characterisation is two dimensional and the story finishes almost before it gets started.
It put me in mind of a badly-written contemporary Miss Marple mystery, except that Jane Marple is now a 'sexy young art expert'.