Almost three years ago I reviewed Peter Swanson’s Eight Perfect Murders, a book I thoroughly enjoyed. For some unknown reason, right after I finished the book I went on Good Reads and spoiled a number of his other books for myself, including The Kind Worth Killing. Thankfully I completely forgot the plot, so I picked this up for a fast read.
My reviews of mystery thrillers are often not terribly long because I don’t want to spoil anything. This is particularly true for this book as there are lots of little twists and turns. It starts much like Strangers on a Train, where two strangers meet at an airport, are on the same flight, and converse about how one of them hates his wife and wishes she was dead. His flying companion happens to be a woman who knows something about murder and before you know it she’s helping him plan the killing.
One of the striking things about the book, besides its twistiness, is the many ways characters and events connect and criss-cross. Things unravel then come back together. Each little piece clicks into place and the story shifts. It’s pretty fun to ride along, although make no mistake this is a grim book. It’s snappily paced and at one point I actually said “WTF?!” out loud, so you know it’s worth a read if you like thrillers.