FBI agent Sophie Anderson has been trained to uncover the minds of serial killers, to understand their vile impulses and cravings–to catch them before they kill again.
Newly relocated from Australia, Sophie is settling in to her job at Quantico with the help of her new friend, Agent Samantha Wright, and a potential new boyfriend, Agent Josh Marco, and is quickly becoming the FBI’s star profiler.
The only problem is the nightmares.
These intense images are more than dreams. They are psychic visions, like those she experienced during childhood when her brother was abducted.
When grisly details match recent crime scene photos, she confides in Sam, and her visions lead to several breakthroughs in the case. But when Sam is abducted, Sophie must finally trust her visions and use them. She may not have been able to save her brother, but perhaps she can save Sam–and herself.
Review: Given the blurb for this, with its emphasis on the visions and Sophie’s brilliance as a profiler, I had higher expectations out of this than what what I got. Mainly because even with those vision and that brilliance, plus a full team of people helping, Sophie couldn’t figure out who the bad guy was and we still end up with a Scooby Doo moment when we find out. Sorry, but it kind of made the entire story and all the work those people did pretty much useless.
This started out pretty dry and a bit too heavy on the technical side, almost coming across as a profiling how to primer in a couple of places. Sure, the reader sometimes needs that technical input, but like presenting character history, it really needs to be done along the context of the rest of the story, not as an info dump or an instruction manual.
Sohpie’s character seemed to be pretty decent for the first part of the story and then it started to fall apart. Initially, she is strong and self assured, but suddenly she is relying more on her visions than her profiling ability, which wouldn’t have been bad if she didn’t suddenly become stupid. You would think that someone with her experience and training would have been able to rule out one of her potentials based on personality, because there really isn’t any way he fit that profile. Plus, no FBI agent would go check out a very real potential for a bad guy’s lair without, at the very least, letting someone else know where she was going, or, better yet, calling in some back up, just in case. Especially when she is that bad guy’s next target. That is a too stupid to live girl characteristic and doesn’t fit with a supposedly brilliant profiler.
This wasn’t horrible, it was a little better than just okay, and there is a chance that I’ll pick up another book in this series at some other point, but it isn’t going to be on the top of my priority list for books to read and it will definitely only be a library check out, not a purchase.