Savich & Sherlock are on the hunt for a psychotic kidnapper/murder, that just happens to be morphing he/she. One moment the killer is a character named Tammy Tuttle - the next, Timmy Tuttle, making an easy capture evasive. Whacked enough to almost be humerous, I was still creeped out enough to keep my nightlight on a little longer than usual. Weaving in and out from these shenanigans, Lily's blightened life unfolds. Her young daughter recently died. Her husband seems a little TO eager to help her pop some pills. And to top it all off, she almost dies in a bizarre car accident, meant to look like a suicide attempt. But is it all what it appears to be or is there more to the story??? Luckily Lily has her connections with the FBI...(although I am thinking she needed this help BEFORE marrying into this creepy guy's family...but then again, what kind of a story would that be?)
All this and the best line in the book (in my opinion!) is: "... as hot and wild as a sirocco blowing up from the Libyan desert." Whew!