The Broken: The Apostles, Book 1

The Broken

The BrokenAuthor: Shelley Coriell
Book Name: The Broken
Series: The Apostles
Order: #
Genre: Romance/Suspense/Mystery
Rating:  Good


Blurb:  He took her life, but left her alive.

Three years ago, reporter Kate Johnson was the first victim-and only survivor-of the Broadcast Butcher. Scarred both physically and psychologically by the brutal serial killer, Kate lives life on the run, knowing that one day, he will find her and finish what he started.

In the pursuit of justice, you sometimes have to step outside the law.

Agent Hayden Reed spends his life chasing monsters. The only way to stay sane is to detach, but the second the Broadcast Butcher case crosses his desk, Hayden knows this is the case that might just cost him his soul. To catch this vicious murderer before he strikes again, Hayden must find Kate and earn her trust. For it’s her darkest secrets that hold the key to stopping this madman once and for all . . .

Review:  Overall, really a pretty good book.  It was easy to connect with the characters.  Loved both Smoky Joe and Lottie even though they weren’t the main characters.  They added a lot of dimension and lightheartedness to the story.

I have to say that the biggest disappointment for me, and why I didn’t give it a higher rating, is because it seemed as if the ending, the actual solution to the entire story, was completely disjointed and didn’t at all fit.  I’m all for twists and turns and unexpected outcomes, but I’m not a fan of things that seem to go off on completely random tangents.  Even more so when we are talking a story that is like a puzzle that is working to get solved.  It is like putting together a jigsaw puzzle, having a dozen or so pieces left, and realize that those pieces actually go to a different puzzle all together.

This took a huge turn and when the bad guy is revealed, spewing it all in the end (a writing device that I’m really not a fan of and one of the bigger reasons why I quit reading any kind of mysteries for a while), none of the little bits and clues you followed throughout the story really even connected any dots to this guy.  What connections were there, seemed forced and so hugely and ridiculously coincidental making what was up until that point a cleverly wrought story seem extremely contrived.  It lost all its momentum and kind of died for me.

I also struggled with the fact that there were some pretty momentous events that never got explained.  The biggie for me was how in the world Kate managed to get away and survive the second attack.  She has a scar that is bad enough to have needed medical attention, but how she managed to get away and live through it was never addressed.  The attack on Lottie also didn’t seem to work with the apparent mindset of this killer since he had the opportunity to actually kill her when she hit her head and ended up unconscious.  It only would have taken a second or two to finish her off, but he didn’t.  Apparently because of a waitress, but if there was any chance he’d be seen, he never would have taken the chance in the first place.  It just didn’t fit.  It is never explained why the last mirror never got smashed either.  That was apparently a huge deal and a big clue at that crime scene, but it was never dealt with.  At one point it is assumed the stalker was seen and it prevented the killer from finishing, but we later learn that when he saw the old lady he left, that he didn’t see the murder, so he didn’t interrupt it.

There were just enough of those kinds of oddities in the story to make it just okay good rather than really good.  Attention to detail is huge in this kind of a story as far as I’m concerned.  It loses a lot if you can’t pay attention to those kinds of things.

Author: TJ Fox

I am a slightly sane artist, amateur photographer, book addict, wife, mom and raging introvert. I have more hobbies than I can count, so it is beyond shocking that I manage to find time to do any of them, let alone most of them and still have time to do anything else. Of all the talents I claim, writing wasn’t one of them until my muse dropped the idea for a book on my head.

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