Title: Under Suspicion
Author: Hannah Jayne
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Series: Underworld Detection Agency (Book 3)
Publication Date: May 1, 2012
Format: Paperback, 333 Pages
ISBN-10: 0758258941 (Kensington)
ISBN-13: 978-0758258946 (Kensington)
Reviewed by: Kiwi
She’s the new head of the Underworld Detection Agency’s strangest division. What a nightmare…
Being a human immune to magic helped Sophie Lawson get promoted. It’s also made her a major, very reluctant player in a game that stretches beyond even the Underworld. Having handsome buttoned-down Englishman Will as her new guardian is one tempting blessing, especially since sexy fallen angel Alex is mysteriously MIA lately. But as a frightening number of demons start disappearing around the city, Sophie suspects that an Armageddon-level prophecy is about to become everyone’s nightmare. And her investigation is testing her bravery—and Will’s unexpected vulnerability—in ways neither could predict. Now Sophie and Will are fast running out of time as an unstoppable evil prepares to lay waste to demons and humans alike…
Quick & Dirty: More of the same in this book I’m afraid, but with some actual romance.
Opening Sentence: You’d think by the time a guy had gained immortality, he’d tire of copying his butt on the office copy machine.
For Sophie Lawson, being the spawn of Satan has its good points and bad points. In the case of this story, Sophie’s genetic gift of magical immunity has allowed her to be placed as the chief of the UDA’s Fallen Angel Division. Also, being the one thing that most would give their left arm for doesn’t hurt. Though, you wouldn’t know that her job had changed much, since in this book we see her performing many of the same tasks as before, and dealing with the same clients.
In this book, though, being her client turns out to be a rather deadly proposition. It seems that someone has decided to clean up her town by taking out all of its otherworldly inhabitants, starting with the names in Sophie’s rolodex. And when Sophie herself is attacked, she realizes just how close to home this threat is, and she vows to neutralize it.
Around this same time an author who is famous for his books debunking the myths surrounding everything Sophie holds dear, and her vampire roommate fall in love. How funny, the famous myth buster dating a real life myth, one he himself has discounted. After a few more attacks, Sophie becomes convinced that this author is the key to the mystery, in fact he may even be the murderer himself.
Sophie being Sophie, ends up bumbling her way around the author, her roommate and a few more murder scenes, all in search of the perp. And poor Will, as her guardian, feels compelled to trail along behind her, trying his damndest to keep her alive. She doesn’t make this easy for him, as usual, and even goes as far as being kidnapped, yet again.
Will, good guy that he is, runs to her rescue, fights the bad guy, with some help from Sophie. And it does turn out that the author plays a role in this adventure, just not as the bad guy. The clueless guy, maybe, but not the bad one.
Oh and there is one more spot of good news…Sophie was finally allowed to have some fun *wink, wink* in this book, with Will of all people. And then, because we just couldn’t be allowed to feel good about it all, she just has to run into Alex in the hallway while doing her morning after walk of shame. And just when we thought Alex was gone for good.
When all is said and done, I give these books a “just OK for me.” They just weren’t as exciting as I wanted them to be, in fact I found it all too easy to put them down and return to my regular life. Light and easy reading, sure, and if that’s what you’re looking for then great. But, like my fellow reviewer said, if you’re looking for a story like the one promised by the cover, look not in these pages.
“Hello?” I asked. “Is someone there?”
I heard the distinctive crunch of feet on gravel and then another wince. As much as I wanted to avoid another naked Vlad-and-Kale situation, something inside me was drawn, desperate to help. Before I could think better of it, I ran into the alley. My footfalls echoed heavily between the buildings, and the limp wail, the crunching gravel, was gone.
“Hello?” I asked again.
My voice bounced off the wall and was cut off by my own scream.
Something hit me hard, cracking against the back of my head. I pitched forward, my palms and chest making contact with the damp cement. Beads of gravel dug into my skin. My knees throbbed and I tried to cry out a second time, but my breath was gone and my mouth was filled with the hot, metallic taste of blood. Someone yanked me, flipping me over s my tender skull smacked the cement. Bright white light burst in front of my eyes. I felt the urge to vomit, to cry, to wail, but my eyes began to focus. I saw my assailant above me, both hands hugging a sharpened dowel, both coming directly at my chest. There was an “oof!” and a scream, and the sharpened edge of the stake dug at my collarbone and slid over my breast.
The Underworld Detection Agency Chronicles:
1. Under Wraps
2. Under Attack
FTC Advisory: Kensington Books provided me with a copy of Under Suspicion. No goody bags, sponsorships, “material connections,” or bribes were exchanged for my review.
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