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Summary: It didn't have to suck
Review: The writing was okay. I've read worse stories. The characters were not great. That was probably my biggest problem with the story. None of the characters had even the slightest ring of truth to them. Ian Lapstrake was the phoniest male protagonist I've seen in quite some time. Completely unbelievable. Almost romance novel caliber. In fact, the entire book has the feel of a romance novel that has been repackaged for wider appeal. Unfortunately, it fell well short of that appeal.
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Summary: Definetly Not Her Best
Review: This book was definetly not one of her best. To me, it seemed like the ending wasn't as developed as any of her other books and came to quickly. There wasn't enough details and the twists and turns the book has left me confused at times. I have been a fan of her books for years and have always bought them as soon as they came out but I am sorry that I bought the book in hardcover. I should have just waited for the paperback.
Rating: 
Summary: "Another great novel by this writer"
Review: Unlike a lot of readers (make that reviewers) I love this reader and all of her books. Elizabeth Lowell is terrific and as a talent she is hard to top! Buy the book and see for yourself. You'll be glad you did!
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Summary: Hot sex, obvious mystery
Review: When painter Lacey Quinn takes some of her grandfather's paintings to famous artist Susa, she hopes to hear that the old man's work had merit. Instead she finds that her grandfather was a forger. Forgeries or not, though, someone wants those painting--especially the paintings showing violent deaths. When handsome bodyguard/art appraiser Ian Lapstrake shows up--chemistry flares between himself and Lacey. He knows that she is hiding a secret--but what he doesn't know is that that secret is about to put both of them into serious trouble.With incredible luck, Lacey, Ian, and Susa end up painting at the same exact spot where a fatal car accident once took place--and it turns out that the 'accident' was the subject of one of grandfather's paintings--except that in the painting, it was murder. And someone is willing to do anything to get their hands on that murder painting, even if it means murdering again. Author Elizabeth Lowell blends sex with intrigue to keep the reader turning pages. An excessive reliance on coincidence, the hackneyed rich family who runs the local police department plot, protagonists who won't guess what the reader will guess by page twenty, and a fundamentally implausible story line weaken the novel, however. As long as Lacey and Ian are in bed--or in painting table or anywhere else making love--the story flies. When it comes to mystery, there isn't much there.
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