When I was Ten by Fiona Cummins offers readers a big twist about a third of the way through. It reminded me of book-dropping bombshell Clare Mackintosh offered in her debut novel, I Let You Go.
Of course Cummins doesn’t rest on her laurels and adds in another twist or two for good measure.
Fiona Cummins has written two previous novels, though I’ve only read the first in that series, Rattle. Her third book and new release is a standalone novel. And it’s an addictively intriguing one.
The quotes about this book on the cover give readers a clue about what to expect. Indeed, even I found it kinda creepy. And I read a lot of books about psychopaths and serial killers. And lawyers. 🙂
Likening the ‘baddie’ of Rattle to Hannibal Lecter I assumed to be a bit of a marketing ploy, but… there’s a cold clinical psychopathy to the (so called) Bone Collector in Rattle that’s reminiscent to the cunningly smart and seemingly sane consumer of human brains.
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