The Burglar

This book is “just okay.” To repeatedly claim she is a smart burglar, she does some really stupid things: 1) terrible hiding places for her stash; 2) going to her friend’s funeral where she knows the killers or cops will look for her; 3) using hotel business center computers where all of her secret searches could be recalled by the cops instead of using the stolen laptop she brought with her; 4) going back to the house where she found the dead people one day after the fact “just to have a look;” 5) using the elevator at a hotel to go straight to her floor when she knows a man in the hotel is watching her; 6) going in a roundabout way of exiting a hotel like she is running maneuvers to lose someone tailing her, but immediately uses the hotel valet to get her car. This is just a partial list. It gets more unbelievable at the end. The book started out interesting. It was cute. But it showed very little of her life as a burglar to support herself (as character development) and more of her breaking into the dead people’s homes to research their lives to find a killer. I didn’t believe at all that she was going to discover enough about their lives to find the connection and discover how the three were linked and what was happening in their lives that got them killed, much less discover who the killer was simply by rummaging through papers in their houses. I trudged through to the end, but this really should have been a short story with extraneous rambling edited out instead of a novel. There’s simply not enough realistic information or activity for her to find and catch the killer. If you are really good at skimming through books, have at it. But if you’re looking for something you can really dig into, forget it. There’s not enough here. Maybe it could be a beach read where you don’t really care if you finish the story or not, just make sure you don’t pay much for it or you’ll be disappointed.