I read cozy and historical mysteries, a bit of Paranormal/UF, and to mix it up, I read science and gardening books on occasion.
I love Huber's other series, the Lady Darby mysteries, and I was eager to read this one, set later in time, immediately after WWI. It was slow to hook me, as I remember The Anatomist's Wife was, but it did. And then I got to page 165. Oh hell no.
Because for the first 164 pages, she sucked me in and I became invested in Verity. But not just Verity, but Verity and Max. Max is awesome. Max is the OED poster-man for hero. But nooo... we couldn't just enjoy that slow burn, she had to introduce a love triangle:
So, while the story was amazing - old crimes never punished, ciphers, secrets, revenge, the whole lot wrapped up in an almost Christie-esque island setting (with the requisite storm, of course), and a VERY strong and capable heroine, Huber seriously knocked the wind out of my sails with page 165's revelations. My enthusiasm continued to dim as, frankly, my wish for the 'other' man's imminent demise remained unfulfilled. Some might find this story to be a truly HEA affair, but all things considered, that twist knocked a 5 star read down to a 3 star for me. Because of all the different love triangles an author can torture her readers with, this one is just the worst kind of crap.
The cover says "A Verity Kent Mystery", implying a series, but I don't know if I can read another one, no matter how damn good the story is. If another does come out, I'll be reading all the spoilers I can find before deciding.