At first pass, the neighborhood of Gordonston, only a stone’s throw from Savannah, Georgia, seems like the perfect place to live. Lovely old homes, nice yards, and a park in the center for running the dogs and passing the day–what an idyllic setting.
But while the dogs play together at one end, the Gordonston Ladies’ Dog-Walking Club (total members: three) catfight at the other, hissing and spitting behind their genteel Southern manners. Replace the park with a shark tank, and you wouldn’t be far from the truth.
Behind the well-constructed façades of the good neighbors of Gordonston lie sinister thoughts and devious plans. I won’t go into any of them here; suffice it to say that almost every inhabitant of Gordonston is in danger of losing his or her life–at the financial hand of those they trust the most. There are those who have the motive and the financial means to get rid of those who stand in the way of their ambitions. The question is–who will survive who?
This is by far the most intriguing murder mystery I have ever read. Instead of a “whodunit”, it’s more like a “who’s gonna get it, and why”. Mr. Whitehead weaves a tale as intricate as a spider’s web–and ten times more captivating. Twists and trysts, turns and red herrings, are sprinkled throughout the story. Characters come to life under his crafting, and they are all very real–and very unforgettable.
But what will really be worth the wait for the reader is the unveiling of the hired killer–and even more so, of the one who hired this assassin. The reader is kept guessing until the very end. And that, my friends, is what makes a good murder mystery.