Sunday, July 29, 2012

Widow's Might by Sandra Brannan

From Amazon - The third Liv Bergen mystery picks up right where the second one left off: the murder of Liv's sister-in-law has been solved, but an older rancher has been bludgeoned to death in a style eerily reminiscent of a long-inactive killer known only as the Crooked Man. FBI agent Streeter Pierce, still on assignment in Sturgis, South Dakota, must now turn his sights on tracking down the killer, who happens to be his nemesis from ten years earlier. Pierce doesn't complain, though; he's falling in love with Liv Bergen and sets in motion an unconventional way to recruit her for the FBI's training camp in Quantico, Virginia, as they work the case together. But is Liv falling for the brilliant, exotic-looking agent Jack Linwood instead?

When I picked up Widow's Might, I thought it was the first in a series. I was wrong.  This is the third in the Liv Bergen mystery series and the first book I have read by this author.  The first two in the series are titled, In the Belly of Jonah and Lot's Return to Sodom.  I highly urge you to read those before you pick up Widow's Might. 

The reason being I was lost from the get-go.  Brannan does a decent job of supplying some background information so that the story line made sense, but it still left me with some unanswered questions.  Liv Bergen knows the Black Hills of South Dakota, so when a murder, that looks like a copycat or a serial killer resuming activity, happens, FBI Agent Streeter Pierce asks for her help.  

There's a love triangle; Streeter finds himself falling for Liv and Liv finds herself falling for Jack Linwood, another agent.  There's bloody crime scenes, a pivoting plot and a compelling story line that will keep you turning the pages to find out what happens next.  I will have to go back and read the first two in the series so that I am thoroughly caught up for the next in this thrilling series! 

*I received a galley in exchange for an honest review.

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