Crossbones Yard by Kate Rhodes
Psychologist Alice Quentin seems to
have it all together. She has a great
job, a nice flat, and a loving boyfriend.
She’s just not happy. And things
don’t seem to be looking any better when she discovers the body of a young girl
while out for a run. The body is in the
Crossbones Yard, a small overgrown lot that a century ago was a graveyard for prostitutes,
and it is estimated that hundreds, maybe even a thousand bodies are buried there. What does the location have to do with the
crime? Is it connected to notorious
serial killers who preyed on the lonely and weak only a decade before?
Why is it that psychologists in
fiction seem to have more problems than their patients? I liked Alice, but she was frustrating as
well. She admits to her faults. She talks about how she works with patients
with extreme phobias yet she can’t use her own advice to get over her fear of
enclosed places. Granted, having to jog
up twenty-four flights of stairs to your office will keep you in great shape,
but it’s odd to be a psychologist with extreme phobias. That’s just a taste of the baggage that Alice
is carrying, which is nothing compared to some of the other characters you
meet.
All in all it is an enjoyable thriller
that will keep you guessing. Like Alice
you think you have discovered the identity of the killer, and I’m pretty sure
that like Alice, you’ll be completely wrong.
