I have read every one of Elizabeth George's Lynley series, so it was with anticipation that I sat down to read her latest. Before I had read many pages, I found myself getting bored. By the time I was halfway through the book, I gave up on it and read the last 40-50 pages, which are harrowing but, to me, a disappointment. I felt that killing off a major character -- or two characters, as the case was -- is a quick and dirty way of keeping the series going. Come on -- how often does something like that happen in real life? The thing I have liked about George's previous novels is that they had a ring of truth -- that this is the way life really is. Now that she's joined the serial killer bandwagon like almost every other mystery writer, I think she has lost her unique voice. The jury's still out on whether I will read her next book.